When I was younger...like all through my high school years, and into college...I dreamed of living in a big city.
Anything other than the tiny little town I grew up in. I mean, who wanted to live in a town where everyone knew the business of everyone else?
I sure didn't.
The thought of living in a big city was so EXCITING to me, I couldn't think of anything else. My judgement was cloudy.
Years turned into other years, and I never did make it to the big city, but I sure like to visit it any time I can.
Brent doesn't understand it...but Grace sure does. And now Evan does too.
It just so happened, that's what we did this weekend, but THIS time it was in all of our interests to "get outa dodge!"
You see, the Detroit Tigers were playing the Chicago White Sox for Opening Weekend and when Brent found this little tidbit of information out...back in February...well, we just HAD to get tickets. Suddenly the big city was calling his name!
So we did.
We planned to take a ride up on the train, do a little shopping (the kids and I at least...), watch the game, and spend the night in a hotel downtown (something we've NEVER done in all the years we've been going to Chi-town.)
We left early Saturday morning on the train leaving from the South Bend Airport.
We did a little shopping, and ate lunch at our standard spot...can't go to Chicago and not eat deep dish pizza, right?
Then we went back to the hotel, found a PF Changs for supper, and the kids went swimming.
I stayed in the room and watched the cable TV we don't have at home.
This morning found us eating the hotel complimentary breakfast at 7:30am, then swimming again, doing a little shopping...and heading back on the train to South Bend. I even got to visit my favorite store..Anthropologie...before we boarded.