Well I’ve put it off long enough, but Lisa and I did, obviously, have a final day in Chicago. We didn’t do a whole ton, since we had to leave around 3 to catch our flights, but I will post a few photos since we took a really pretty walk along the water.
We started off the day with an early, and final, deep dish pizza at Giordanos, which was right around the corner from our hotel and never without a huge line waiting to get inside. We showed up at 10:30 so as to be one of the first in when they opened at 11. And even though we still had to wait longer than we would have liked for our pizza (we were starving….yes, even at 11 in the morning!)—it was worth the wait. I do believe that I liked this deep dish even better than our first back at Gino’s on Day 1.
After the pizza we hopped a cab down to the Shedd Aquarium, which Lisa had already been to but said was well worth the trip.
Unfortunately it was free admission day at the aquarium, which meant a line that stretched for miles, which also meant no aquarium for me and Lise.
So we decided to walk back to our hotel along the water, since this was an area we hadn’t walked along before.
And that, my friends, was pretty much the end of our fabulous, fabulous trip. But that’s okay, because as I said, Lise and I have decided to make this a yearly thing.
As I approach the last two days of our trip I’m getting sad. I always hate when my blogging nears the end of a trip, because that means it’s really, truly over. If there’s any silver lining to the end of this trip it’s two things:
Lisa and I have made promises to make our girlfriend’s getaway a yearly thing.
I have another trip to look forward to very soon—Jamaica. Next month.
Okay, so on to day 3. Day 3 was the big day for Chris—it was the day of the Chicago Marathon.
Being the good little spectators that we are, Lisa and I got up super early that morning so as to drink our delicious coffee and make our way approximately 5 streets away to the 3 mile marker to catch Chris on what would be the first of three sightings during the race.
Unfortunately, as I’ve told Chris time and again, whenever he is even the splittest of seconds off the time that he told me he should be running by, I start to freak. And my mind starts to wander, and I worry that he’s dead in a ditch somewhere.
Yes, this is how I think.
So of course when he was about two minutes later than he said he would be at mile 3, I was distracted when he actually ran by and only managed to snap this:
No biggie though. On our next two stops I was able to snap better pics, including this pretty one, which I took while we were making our longest trek from mile 5 to mile 25. (We only got slightly lost and frustrated. Plus it was 80 degrees out, which didn’t help).
After the race we were supposed to meet up with the boys at a bar close by for some drinks, but most of the boys ended up in the medical tent for one reason or another (bee stings, dehydration, etc.), so that plan was waived (well, it was waived after Lisa and I went to the bar and had two drinks each, that is).
After spending the evening with Chris and the boys, Lisa and I had plans to head out see a show at The Second City, but not before stopping at a rooftop bar, Vertigo, that our concierge had recommended the day before.
The views from Vertigo were spectacular, and while our wine and hummus appetizers were delicious, Lisa and I came to a conclusion.
We’re too old for the swanky, fancy rooftop bar scene anymore.
It’s okay, we’re not ashamed to admit it. And I’m so glad that we went, because it really was amazing to see Chicago lit up at night. In the future, however, it might not top our list of ‘Must Do’ activities.
But then, it was on to The Second City. I’ll be honest—I had never heard of the place before Lisa suggested we go, and even after she suggested it, I was a bit nervous. Stand-up and improv comedy makes me nervous (as does figure skating…don’t ask). But I knew that this meant a lot to Lisa, being that she is such an avid comedy fan (the fact that this place was home to such comic genius’s as Steve Carell, Amy Poehler, and tons of other SNL faves is just icing on the cake to her).
So I agreed to go, and I’m so, so glad I did. It’s one of my favorite things that we did during our stint in the Windy City. Turns out, improv isn’t quite so scary when it’s done professionally. The 6-member cast of the 10 p.m. show that we saw was fantastic, we were laughing the entire time. I’d recommend this to anyone making a visit to Chicago, no matter how short your stay.
Okay friends, tomorrow is my last post about Chicago. And since it was a shorter day (both my and Lisa’s flight was at 5 p.m.), it will probably mostly be pictures, because even though we technically didn’t do a lot to write about, I took lots of great pictures of the things we saw.
So back to last Saturday, when Lise and I still had three days left in the Windy City, we decided to use the morning to rent bikes from Bike and Roll on the Navy Pier and ride them along the river. Even though I’m not sure exactly how far we rode, judging from how exhausted we both were, it was pretty far.
After riding for about an hour we came across a cute little cafe called The Dock at Montrose Beach, where we sat and did this for a while:
After spending a couple of hours riding and drinking in the 80 degree Chicago sun (amazing for October!), we headed back to the hotel to relax for a bit before heading out again to the cutest little champagne bar right in the same neighborhood of our hotel called Pops for Champagne. Pops was a bit expensive (about $30 for two glasses of champagne!), but totally worth it. It’s obviously the place to be, too—we saw an entire bridal party there taking photos before the reception.
So for dinner that night…my oh my. Lise and I got a recommendation from our concierge (which, by the way, got us a free appetizer at the restaurant…so keep that in mind if you ever get a recommendation from your hotel for a restaurant) for a seafood place near the hotel called Devon Seafood Grill.
So you know that feeling that you get when you’ve just arrived back home from a great trip and your email inbox is stuffed beyond recognition and your cat and rabbit are ignoring you for being gone for so long?
Yeah, it was one of those days.
And yet, on the subway ride home from work today, I got excited (nay, thrilled!) to come home and write ‘The Windy City With a BFF—Part 1″!
I’ve been on quite a few trips now that have been documented right here in this good ole’ blog, and I have to say—I’m pretty happy I started it. If nothing else, it always lifts my spirits on a depressing day to log on and read about some of the awesome adventures I’ve had…they always bring a smile to my face.
Okay, enough of that—on to Chicago! Lisa (the aforementioned BFF who came along on this trip) made fun of me on about the third day when she saw my handwritten list where I had been keeping track of our activities. What can I say—this girl likes to be organized!
Well my friends, all good things must come to an end, and my girlfriends getaway/weekend in Chicago to watch Chris run the marathon is officially over.
But we always have our memories, right?
Speaking of memories—I have tons to share with you guys. Not tonight, because I’m exhausted, but some day in the very near future expect lots o’ posts about all things architectural, deep dish pizza and The Second City related.
Until then, here’s to Chris for finishing the marathon in 2:53 minutes in 80 degree weather with a partially torn Achielles!