Nothing says dumb and spontaneous more than driving 6 hours round-trip to hit up the Windy City for less than 48 hours...but there we were in the car trying to race traffic in time to make Andrew’s surprise party (who is Caroline’s best friend’s husband).
While Chicago isn’t our favorite city (no offense), we were happy to escape Indy and take a break from binge watching Yummy Mummies. Since our trips to Chicago haven’t always been wonderful experiences, we were determined to leave with happy memories. Shoutout to Lacey for cramming 7 of us into her apartment! We had so much fun celebrating Andrew’s bday, chowing on oreos, getting to know his friends who live in Indy too (yay for new friends!), and sleeping on $7.00 blow-up mattresses :D
As new Chicagoans, Lacey and Andrew took us to the #1 breakfast spot in the city, Kanela Breakfast Club. While munching on some super delicious monkey bread, I learned the greatest baby name of all time: Loki Psychosis Evilsizer. Yes, there’s actually a child out there with this name...he is destined to do great things.
After breakfast, we explored Navy Pier and gawked over how half of the lake was covered in ice while the other half was flowing normally. Nature is weird. At the Pier, we stumbled onto a Chinese New Year Festival. It was awesome! We saw lion dancers, a drum team, martial arts, and hip hop routines. Of course, Caroline and I were geeking out over everything.
After choking down straight alcohol, we decided to play along and be spies-“Bad Bunny” and “Carlos” were on the case. We ended up sleuthing around the bathrooms, going through a laser maze and completing the mission. BUT we didn’t know that the door to leave the restaurant is actually connected to a hotel. We looked like idiots as we came through this secret door of a hotel lobby, completely confused. “Where the hell are we??” Families checking in to the hotel were just as confused as to where we came from-one little boy had his jaw to the floor.
No surprise that we can never leave a city without a super weird encounter/story,
So here is the story of Shoeshine Kelly:
While waiting on the corner for our Uber, this lady starts chatting our ear off about her shoe polishing business. Clearly we look like easy targets, but she was funny, so we listened to her pitch. As Caroline is talking to our Uber on the phone, Shoeshine Kelly yanks her leg up and starts spreading polish all over her boots before Caroline can stop her. Like a good friend, I just stood there laughing as Caroline is trying to balance-still on the phone-while Shoeshine Kelly drags her leg around screaming, “Look at them in the LIGHT! No, in the LIGHT!” Caroline was finally able to break free of Shoeshine Kelly’s grip and jumped into our Uber-but not before she left us with this profound advice: “If your shoes aren’t bright, you’re not getting laid tonight!” Thanks, Shoeshine Kelly.
And on that note, another memorable Chicago trip was in the books.