Some friends and I went out to the Cigar bar and smoked the hookah, and had a few cocktails. After closing down the bar my two friends and I got a travel bug after a night of fun.
We came back to my place and looked at flights to Las Vegas; too expensive for three. So I looked at flights to Chicago...the red-eye of course. My one friend and I booked a flight at 4:30am to leave to Chicago at 8am Sunday morning and return at 7:35pm in Detroit on Monday. We took the clothes on our backs, neither of us had our kids; her kid in good hands with her parents.
What the hell? Let's do this. So we did.
I have been wanting to get away just for a quick trip and my travel buddy is a dedicated full time, single mom. She is rarely away from her kid for more that a few hours. I guess you could say we were both in the right place at the right time to jet out for a minute.
We arrived at 8am and took the blue line train from O'hare to the city, still feeling a bit drunk after a 30 minute power nap before we landed.
No tooth brushes, no phone charger, no change of clothes; we left with the idea of having a good time which we did. We got of the train and ended up staying at the Marriott; I had to make a reservation with the credit card and our room wouldn't be ready until noon and it was only 9am. We stayed on the corner of Hubbard and Dearborn right near the Dearborn Plaza.
That was the view from our 5th floor room looking down at Ruth Chris'.
We left Detroit from TDRR Palace on Michigan Avenue just four hours away on the other end of Michigan Avenue. Then found ourselves sitting on a sofa ready to crash at the Einstein Brothers Bagels right next to the hotel until we could check in.
The weather was kind of shitty there when we arrived. It was gloomy and you could tell it was going to rain and it did while we smooshed on the couch at the bagel joint. We sat at the bagel shop until 11:45am and went next store where we were greeted by a dude with a French accent. We got the room key, turned the television on and took a nice nap.
I woke up around 4pm: it was dark as fuck, raining buckets, fuck it, back to sleep. Got back up around 5pm and it was done raining, my phone completely dead. I told the sexy one I was going to get some water and stuff, a half hour later I returned sweating bullets with pop, water, chips and some hooch.
We got ready as you can, showering and putting some sweaty ass clothes on. What the fuck were we thinking? We left Detroit with a good idea. Good thing room service had tooth brushes! And a phone charger!
After we got gussied up we headed to Fogo De Chao (Brazilian restaurant) , the sexy rocker chick I was with thought it was a plan. We jumped a cab and it was right around the block from where we were staying...brain fart! I had ate there before twice and once in Atlanta, excellent food!
I called my homey John to recommend a place for a nice drink. He recommended the bar on the 96th floor of the John Hancock building: The Signature Lounge. What an amazing view of the city and the Sear Tower. There were so many Japs there with their professional cameras at the window so we sat at our table and enjoyed a couple cocktails in awe over the view.
Yep. That's the smile of drinking a $15 martini!! But it was the Signature Lounge!
We came back to my place and looked at flights to Las Vegas; too expensive for three. So I looked at flights to Chicago...the red-eye of course. My one friend and I booked a flight at 4:30am to leave to Chicago at 8am Sunday morning and return at 7:35pm in Detroit on Monday. We took the clothes on our backs, neither of us had our kids; her kid in good hands with her parents.
What the hell? Let's do this. So we did.
I have been wanting to get away just for a quick trip and my travel buddy is a dedicated full time, single mom. She is rarely away from her kid for more that a few hours. I guess you could say we were both in the right place at the right time to jet out for a minute.
We arrived at 8am and took the blue line train from O'hare to the city, still feeling a bit drunk after a 30 minute power nap before we landed.
No tooth brushes, no phone charger, no change of clothes; we left with the idea of having a good time which we did. We got of the train and ended up staying at the Marriott; I had to make a reservation with the credit card and our room wouldn't be ready until noon and it was only 9am. We stayed on the corner of Hubbard and Dearborn right near the Dearborn Plaza.
That was the view from our 5th floor room looking down at Ruth Chris'.
We left Detroit from TDRR Palace on Michigan Avenue just four hours away on the other end of Michigan Avenue. Then found ourselves sitting on a sofa ready to crash at the Einstein Brothers Bagels right next to the hotel until we could check in.
The weather was kind of shitty there when we arrived. It was gloomy and you could tell it was going to rain and it did while we smooshed on the couch at the bagel joint. We sat at the bagel shop until 11:45am and went next store where we were greeted by a dude with a French accent. We got the room key, turned the television on and took a nice nap.
I woke up around 4pm: it was dark as fuck, raining buckets, fuck it, back to sleep. Got back up around 5pm and it was done raining, my phone completely dead. I told the sexy one I was going to get some water and stuff, a half hour later I returned sweating bullets with pop, water, chips and some hooch.
We got ready as you can, showering and putting some sweaty ass clothes on. What the fuck were we thinking? We left Detroit with a good idea. Good thing room service had tooth brushes! And a phone charger!
After we got gussied up we headed to Fogo De Chao (Brazilian restaurant) , the sexy rocker chick I was with thought it was a plan. We jumped a cab and it was right around the block from where we were staying...brain fart! I had ate there before twice and once in Atlanta, excellent food!
I called my homey John to recommend a place for a nice drink. He recommended the bar on the 96th floor of the John Hancock building: The Signature Lounge. What an amazing view of the city and the Sear Tower. There were so many Japs there with their professional cameras at the window so we sat at our table and enjoyed a couple cocktails in awe over the view.
Yep. That's the smile of drinking a $15 martini!! But it was the Signature Lounge!
We had a martini and a Long Island, after which they ran us out of the bar at 1am so we hoofed it back to the hotel, which was only about 20 blocks! It was a nice walk. I got jewed into spending $2.00 on a free paper...jackass!
Day 2
The next morning I got up at the crack of dawn. I went and picked up my phone from the front desk where they charged it for me...bonus! I went out for a few smokes and a fake Carmel macchiato at the bagel place! It was already 80 degrees out at 8am. I came back, we both got ready for a day of sweating and sightseeing.
Sarah had the continental juice and stale pastry. I had to go back to the room to drop a deuce before going for a long walk.
Along our travels we took some snapshots, got some souvenirs, and hung around Millenia Park. Around 2pm we were so wore out we decided to catch the blue line back to O'hare. The Tiger's hat was bangin' from the smell of sweat. I felt disgusting! Our flight was to leave at 5:35pm so we just made our way back. Here's some snapshots of Day 2.
I had an awesome time Sarah! ;-)
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Love the pics.
ReplyDeleteHey thanks for stopping by my blog. Glad to hear things are going decent for you as well. BTW I got top producer again, as was announced at our last meeting a few days ago. LOL. Oh and my 2nd Chicago trip is off because the guy my friend wanted to go to Illinois to see turned out to be a registered sex offender. Fail. Have a good summer.
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