I won’t lie. I am not a city girl. I don’t like crowds, I don’t like traffic, and I don’t particularly like public transportation. However, I do like (love) my friend Annie, so when a work conference happens in Chicago, I make it a point to try to spend a couple of extra days so she and I can hang out. That’s what happened last weekend.
I flew up on Friday and we went to The Fold, which is mecca for fiber artists. I recorded some video for my podcast, but failed to take any photos. We met up with Kris and Dana, and spent the day with Toni, and it was absolutely fabulous.
When we left, what should have been about an hour drive took almost 3 hours to get downtown to US Cellular Park (aka Comiskey Park), home of the White Sox.
We did see a good shot of the city skyline.
Now, everyone knows I’m a St. Louis Cardinals fan, so it was strange to be at a stadium where I had no vested interest in either team. They were playing the Texas Rangers, and I was very tempted to wear my David Freese t-shirt, but decided personal safety was more important than making a statement. However, the game was still fun because it was Elvis night! The flying Elvi (plural of Elvis, LOL) appeared both before and after the game, and the Elvis impersonator (they called him a “tribute artist”) was very good.
I think I need to download Elvis’ greatest hits!
After the game, I got another great shot of the skyline at night.
Saturday Annie and I took a walk around the retention pond where we saw a blue heron – so pretty!
Our friend Ellie came up to hang with us, and we went to Trader Joe’s and then sat and visited and knit. It was another great day.
Sunday, A had to take me back to the city to my hotel for he conference. This was not it, LOL, but every time I see The Drake, I think of The Fugitive movie.
Monday and Tuesday were work days for me, and I spent Tuesday night at A’s before heading to O’Hare on Wednesday. Not surprisingly, I had trouble there. My flight was canceled, and even though I was rebooked on a later one, I still had to spend 6+ hours in the airport. Seriously – I don’t have these problems when I fly through DFW. I guess Chicago isn’t very fond of me, either.
I finally made it home, and worked Thursday, and today starts a 4-day weekend Robert and I were supposed to be on vacation, but had to cancel for a couple of reasons. And the first part of what our vacay was supposed to be? Um, yeah – Chicago. Go figure.