Going to Chicago next week for work and then staying to explore Wednesday-Sunday (early flight duh). Any recommendations for ratcheting up my itinerary?
As an extremely type-A person who is a picky-eater-near-alcoholic, I create a chilled out version of my normally over-planned itinerary. I scope out what’s nearby on google maps, yelp, etc. and create a google doc organized by neighborhood of all the bars/restaurants/mini golf/music venues I want to hit. This includes price range and hours. So, then when I’m wandering out drunk and hungry I open my google doc and know all the sick restaurants/bars in the area (and whether or not they’re open).
I always get to the airport three hours early. My boss made fun of me for it until he missed his flight and his ass was on standby for my flight.
It’s even a must for hungover flights. l enjoy looking like a slob drinking gatorade and a bloody mary while shoveling fatty carbs in my face in front of so many people, each of them hoping they won’t have to sit next to my bloated, puffy bod.
It’s harder to hold in the farts when you’re standing, but then if you accidentally let one slip it’s in someone’s face. But then, you can’t really ask for a handicap seat when you’re handicap is just bad gas…So really I just blame WMATA and their stupidly overcrowded, poorly timed trains. Or I hope my farts will clear out the train a lil.
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Going to Chicago next week for work and then staying to explore Wednesday-Sunday (early flight duh). Any recommendations for ratcheting up my itinerary?
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As an extremely type-A person who is a picky-eater-near-alcoholic, I create a chilled out version of my normally over-planned itinerary. I scope out what’s nearby on google maps, yelp, etc. and create a google doc organized by neighborhood of all the bars/restaurants/mini golf/music venues I want to hit. This includes price range and hours. So, then when I’m wandering out drunk and hungry I open my google doc and know all the sick restaurants/bars in the area (and whether or not they’re open).
I always get to the airport three hours early. My boss made fun of me for it until he missed his flight and his ass was on standby for my flight.
It’s even a must for hungover flights. l enjoy looking like a slob drinking gatorade and a bloody mary while shoveling fatty carbs in my face in front of so many people, each of them hoping they won’t have to sit next to my bloated, puffy bod.
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*your handicap
It’s harder to hold in the farts when you’re standing, but then if you accidentally let one slip it’s in someone’s face. But then, you can’t really ask for a handicap seat when you’re handicap is just bad gas…So really I just blame WMATA and their stupidly overcrowded, poorly timed trains. Or I hope my farts will clear out the train a lil.
*Tuesday January 24th.