Okay, so only a few more trip posts and then I’m done. A couple weekends ago my friend and I took a girl’s only trip to Chicago. I had never been there before, and it was time to hit a city with just a girl friend where we could eat, drink dance — do whatever we wanted. As a married girl, sometimes in life, that’s just needed. Now, I’m not saying that I hate being married, but at some point, it’s good to just be around a good girl friend.
We both flew up — she from Atlanta and me from Birmingham — and met around the same time in Chicago. From there, we got in a cab, checked into the hotel, and darted to find some deep dish pizza and beer. We were also given shots — shots of Rumchata and Fireball. We had never heard of it, but I rarely say no (to shots anyway), and have to say it was delicious.
delicious pizza never gets old.
Rachel enjoying her beer.
After a night of dancing and Rumchata & Fireball shots, we headed back to the hotel for sleep. We got up the next morning and immediately sought food. We were both pretty disappointed in breakfast, which I guess is why I can’t remember the name of the joint, but I’m not 100% sure I can blame it on them, since we were pretty hungover, and the place didn’t serve alcohol. After breakfast, we decided to go around and walk to see the bean, the fountain, the river…all the Chicago stuff. Even the Trump tower thing.
That night was spent at a fancy dinner at Knife and Tine, where we shared some apps and alcohol. Then that night was spent drinking Chicago out of vodka. Our last morning, we woke up to go have brunch. We had some hair of the dog and some greasy food — and went to hang out at a little English pub place to drink some more and watch some football.
All in all, it was a weekend of debauchery and fun, which is exactly what a girl’s weekend should be. Believe it or not, we only got two actual pictures together. I actually think that was a sign of a good weekend — just too much fun to pull the camera out.
I definitely can’t wait until we get to do it again!