There have been two months since Sarah and I decided to spend Thanksgiving, and then a weekend of four days, extended a fifth because of cheaper airline tickets to Chicago. Midwest, here we come!
Invited to 5am for a meal with friends of King's mother-Aurélie l'amie-of-Sarah-who-we-hosts, we must try to take an earlier flight than the one for which we have tickets, because it arrives at 16.20 (you follow?). Lifted at dawn, we agree to Harlem to catch the M60 on 125th and proceed to La Guardia Airport. It is 9am, the aircraft is at 10.55. Looooongue expectations of the poor who refuse to take a taxi. A bus finally arrives at 9:30. Shielded, impossible to climb. 9:45, we climb into a providential M60 and down the Delta Terminal at 10:10.
How does the wrong terminal? Ah yes, because to go to Chicago you must go to the Delta Shuttle terminal, or at the other end of the airport, which is not so great, but still. Back to the bus arrived in a state of tension / arousal / perspiration impossible Delta Shuttle terminal at 10:25. Passage safety in 1'30, and we Ruona on the gate. That $ 50 ladies. AhAhAh a pink Hello Kitty credit card, Seriously? Yeah right, go hop, you get the last row of the plane as bad students, but it is gone!
Landing in the Windy City, which is rather 13h Desert City on Thanksgiving Day. Just 2 or 3 weirdos on the streets to ask the sub, that's all. Aurélie we found the metro to take us in his apartment in Lincoln Park, 23rd Floor. A short nap later, we went to 5 chicks - the mother of Aurelia, Aurelie, Vanessa-the-d'Aurelle sister, Sarah and me - to the suburbs to the big houses and big turkey. One enters the wrong house under the stunned gaze of its people who eventually make us understand that our guests are certainly not them and tell us the right house. A LARGE house. I have already said. With 3 garages.
And there, the family of Carlos and Natalia, cousins, friends, everyone welcomed us warmly. We assoit to the children's table converted into a table of girls and scrolls before us a ribanbelle traditional foods: turkey of 24 pounds, of course, Macheda potatoes, yams, sweet potatoes, the gravy-sauce yummy-top, green beans with onion rings, corn, the cramberries Cramberry and jelly, not to mention the stuffing-and-stuffing vegetarian stuffing. Oh my. It's all a question of stamina and time management and appetite. Then came the desserts: apple pie, pumpkin pie, caramel cream, chocolate layer cake, cheesecake, a killing. Someone came over to say that Americans do not know to eat, eh!
Sleepy. Zzzzz.
Tomorrow is Black Friday, the day of hearing post-Thanksgiving sales, where people get up at 3am to go stand in line at Wal-Mart and try to dig up a plasma cheaper ... In good girls, let's take a look at Macy's and company. But the sun was quick to remind us outside. We go down Michigan Avenue from the crowd and Bolts around the Bean Millennium Park, walk along the lake, breathe the wind in the Midwest looking up at the tips of own buildings for all different paces.
We also spent some time playing with the big bean of Millennium Park.
The disadvantage of this city all facing east, she's very fast in the shade when the sun goes down. Inevitable Starbucks coffee tasted at Navy Pier in the sky orange for warmth, a delight.
On request / board Remi, we'll take a ride in a T-shirt store originals found only in Chicago. Here too, inevitably, Y'avait balances. A bargain!
Saturday morning, Sarah and I go for a walk along the lake, looking towards the buildings of downtown surrounding the "Loop". Sunshine and it is not even cold, the wind is just sweet and smiling there.
Then I let Sarah the German market, a real Christmas market in Europe, with mulled wine and the whole shebang-and part only, the guide in hand, see where the prince lived, when he was studying at Chicago: Wicker Park. I'm glad to get out of buildings to explore where people actually live. A very nice neighborhood, even at night, where we cross cows passionate stars.
night, Saturday night fever, the French VIP Clubbe mode through the good plans Aurelie wouhouu!
rainy Sunday we led at the Art Institute, a museum that offers solid an impressive collection of Impressionist-La Grande Jatte, is there! -. And I meet naked Balzac by Rodin.
Unable to escape a tasting deep dish pizza, a Chicago specialty, for dinner: something delicious, thick, full of cheese and crispy. Full.
already And here come the last of our fine days in the North. We enjoy the sun shy to take a look at the beautiful Lincoln Park Zoo and gagatons before all these little beasts.
Small delicious holiday rich in calories and laughter of girls, thank you =)
How does the wrong terminal? Ah yes, because to go to Chicago you must go to the Delta Shuttle terminal, or at the other end of the airport, which is not so great, but still. Back to the bus arrived in a state of tension / arousal / perspiration impossible Delta Shuttle terminal at 10:25. Passage safety in 1'30, and we Ruona on the gate. That $ 50 ladies. AhAhAh a pink Hello Kitty credit card, Seriously? Yeah right, go hop, you get the last row of the plane as bad students, but it is gone!
Landing in the Windy City, which is rather 13h Desert City on Thanksgiving Day. Just 2 or 3 weirdos on the streets to ask the sub, that's all. Aurélie we found the metro to take us in his apartment in Lincoln Park, 23rd Floor. A short nap later, we went to 5 chicks - the mother of Aurelia, Aurelie, Vanessa-the-d'Aurelle sister, Sarah and me - to the suburbs to the big houses and big turkey. One enters the wrong house under the stunned gaze of its people who eventually make us understand that our guests are certainly not them and tell us the right house. A LARGE house. I have already said. With 3 garages.
And there, the family of Carlos and Natalia, cousins, friends, everyone welcomed us warmly. We assoit to the children's table converted into a table of girls and scrolls before us a ribanbelle traditional foods: turkey of 24 pounds, of course, Macheda potatoes, yams, sweet potatoes, the gravy-sauce yummy-top, green beans with onion rings, corn, the cramberries Cramberry and jelly, not to mention the stuffing-and-stuffing vegetarian stuffing. Oh my. It's all a question of stamina and time management and appetite. Then came the desserts: apple pie, pumpkin pie, caramel cream, chocolate layer cake, cheesecake, a killing. Someone came over to say that Americans do not know to eat, eh!
Sleepy. Zzzzz.
Tomorrow is Black Friday, the day of hearing post-Thanksgiving sales, where people get up at 3am to go stand in line at Wal-Mart and try to dig up a plasma cheaper ... In good girls, let's take a look at Macy's and company. But the sun was quick to remind us outside. We go down Michigan Avenue from the crowd and Bolts around the Bean Millennium Park, walk along the lake, breathe the wind in the Midwest looking up at the tips of own buildings for all different paces.
We also spent some time playing with the big bean of Millennium Park.
The disadvantage of this city all facing east, she's very fast in the shade when the sun goes down. Inevitable Starbucks coffee tasted at Navy Pier in the sky orange for warmth, a delight. 
On request / board Remi, we'll take a ride in a T-shirt store originals found only in Chicago. Here too, inevitably, Y'avait balances. A bargain!
Saturday morning, Sarah and I go for a walk along the lake, looking towards the buildings of downtown surrounding the "Loop". Sunshine and it is not even cold, the wind is just sweet and smiling there.
Then I let Sarah the German market, a real Christmas market in Europe, with mulled wine and the whole shebang-and part only, the guide in hand, see where the prince lived, when he was studying at Chicago: Wicker Park. I'm glad to get out of buildings to explore where people actually live. A very nice neighborhood, even at night, where we cross cows passionate stars. 
night, Saturday night fever, the French VIP Clubbe mode through the good plans Aurelie wouhouu!
rainy Sunday we led at the Art Institute, a museum that offers solid an impressive collection of Impressionist-La Grande Jatte, is there! -. And I meet naked Balzac by Rodin.
Unable to escape a tasting deep dish pizza, a Chicago specialty, for dinner: something delicious, thick, full of cheese and crispy. Full.
already And here come the last of our fine days in the North. We enjoy the sun shy to take a look at the beautiful Lincoln Park Zoo and gagatons before all these little beasts.
Small delicious holiday rich in calories and laughter of girls, thank you =)
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