10 | April | 2014 | nutcaseinpoint

So, guys. I’m heading to Chicago tomorrow BRIGHT AND EARLY to have a stupid-fun weekend with two of my favorite Boston friends, Athena and Ashley. (Kysha, I still love you and miss you and wish I could see you!). Before I go on, I’d just like to add that if anyone will be in the O’hare airport between the hours of 10:30am-2:30pm and want to say hi, you can find me at one of the airport ~~bars~~ restaurants in either Terminal 1 or 2. Just sayin.

I have been looking forward to this trip since even before I booked it. I need me some Americanness goodness. I just made that up right there, but I’m pretty sure you know what I mean. I exchanged all my Canadian funny money for some good ol’ US Green and I’m ready to go. This is how I’ve been picturing how the weekend will go:

Right now, I’m like, really exciting about typing this:

Tonight, I will get approximately ZERO sleep in anticipation:

Tomorrow morning, I’ll board the plane (with sunglasses in tow. I don’t mess around if I get the sunrise side, knowwhatimsaying)

Then promptly arrive in Chicago and wait for Athena’s plane to arrive.

And yeah, I’ll probably get stuck next to some super sketchy person. yay. And when Athena and Ashley arrive:

REUNION! hoooooo-ray. I’ll whip out my American money and put on a pair of my new jeggings and we’ll go for a drink/dinner and I will sit there is sheer happiness.

And our hotel will make us all feel like we’re college roomies except there won’t be pillow fights but there will be snacks and gossip.

And then I’ll probably have a lot of drinks and still be so happy that I’m having a girls weekend that I’ll JUST DANCE.

Saturday will be fun because we will be taking a bike tour. I’m super jolly about this because it’s a bike tour that not only educates you about the city, but takes you to enjoy some iconic Chicago food staples: pizza, hot dogs and beer. My head is already in the clouds.