We ate well, we shared well, we laughed well, we travelled well, we loved phenomenally.
It never fails to amaze me, my capacity for loving this man. When my heart feels full, fuller than it ever has before, full to the point of bursting, something happens and I'm able to love him a little more. Maybe this first-time-love-as-it-should-be-love is stretching my ability to love and be loved.
Now onto the sharing with you: We had a pie in Chicago (de rigueur I believe, but I refused the deep pan, I don't like pizza cake!) Look at all the topping on that, and it's the thin crust.
And so many firsts:
First time I've had a Ghirardelli sundae, we had the hot fudge butterscotch and it was so yummy. Pure madness as we were eating it in Chicago on that really, really cold day. Notice the empty cafe! This made up for missing Ghirardelli on the way through San Francisco during our California trip.
Millennium park was on the way back and we just loved the 'bean'. We were laughing like children at our reflections! By standing back and looking not at the people but at the backdrop, there was a wonderful reflection of the skyline, giving an interesting and unique perspective of the city.
We walked just over a mile back to the hotel from the Art Institute and it started to snow which was so lovely. I think I looked a bit odd, constantly turning my face towards the falling flakes to feel them on my skin. One of my favourite buildings, The Carbide & Carbon Building, in the middle of the picture, is an incredible art deco tower, which is now the Hard Rock Hotel. They have preserved its original exterior and though we didn't go inside, I am hoping they also were respectful there and kept the interior faithful to the period. And P.S. No, that's not my guy in the brown jacket!
One of my favourite Chicago characters was this anatomically-correct metal moose. You can only see part of his 'moose manhood' in this picture but rest assured it was all present and accounted for!