my little weekend jaunt

{walking through the park in chicago.}

A few things I learned in Chicago this past weekend:

1. When people parallel park, they park really close to you. I mean really dang close. Thank goodness the moment you are about to give up trying, the car behind you drives off. {How did they do it?} I swear, parallel parking is a talent. Something I haven't quite perfected yet. {I hesitate to admit the fact that I haven't technically parallel parked since I was in driver's ed. That was um...8 years ago.} It's on my "things I'm determined to learn before I die," I mean, "before I turn thirty" list. Yeah.
2. People get pissed off by the dumbest things. We ended up going to this thing called Flugtag {never heard of it before, but apparently this thing is on TV and widely known - it's funky}. We were waiting in line for beer, it was a long line and we had been there for 45 minutes. Not to mention you had to fight crowds of people to actually get IN to the place where they were selling it. While we were in line, some more people came and discovered where the end of the line was at and began expressing their annoyance. One lady kept going up to the front of the line to see what was going on because she felt it wasn't moving fast enough. Another guy commented on how the line isn't moving because everyone is paying more attention to the show rather than the beer line. I felt like telling them to freakin' shut up. And the real kicker? Right before it was our turn to get beer, the cops came by and stopped all beer sales. The guy behind me wanted to start a riot. It was actually very amusing. But I have to admit, I sorta felt the same way.
3. Okay, I kinda feel dumb about this one. Someone said they wanted to go to the Hancock building, and the first thought I had wasn't that it was THE Hancock building, but rather Hancock Fabrics. Yeah I know, I'm that lame. However, I figured not long after, that it must have been some other building she was talking about, because I was not with people who appreciate fabric shopping. Not in the least bit. But it was cool going up 95 floors to look at the gorgeous view of the city. And I also admit, it was fun having drinks at The Signature Room, however overpriced they were. Plus my ears never popped.
4. I discovered I really love to walk around. My feet get tired like everyone else, but there is something about it that makes you feel more apart of the city, when you are walking around on your feet from place to place. We took the taxi a few times and since I rarely take a taxi, it was kinda fun. But I also felt that it seems kind of snooty to always take a taxi. And I thought, though there are a lot of people in the city who spend money left and right like it grows on trees, I mostly wonder if that is just a facade people put on to make themselves appear wealthy. Or perhaps I'm just a snob and think rich people suck. It could be that too. I'm not saying I couldn't live in a big city, I think it could be great, but I would definitely have to find a group of like-minded people otherwise I feel I would go completely out of my mind. Maybe I'm just a country gal. I appreciate those long country walks a little bit more these days.
5. This kind of goes along with number 4, but I hate, Really dislike, actually I despise designer clothing, bags, sunglasses, whatever. They make me want to puke. So bad. Yeah, that's all for #5. :)

Well I had a good time. I'm really hoping the next time I'm in the city I will get to go fabric shopping and see my friend Ashe again! This trip was too swift {we got there late Friday night and left Saturday evening}. But it was a nice little break. And I love experiencing new places. There is so much to do and see in Chicago. You can't just plan one or two trips. Well I'm exhausted. Have a good week, people.

Pictures from the trip found on my flickr.


{driving home saturday night. sunburned, except my face 'cause i remembered sunscreen just in time, but otherwise i'm a fried goose, and a tired goose.}