We took a trip into the big city last weekend. My wife found a bluegrass concert in Evanston, il. on saturday night. we kind of decided to call that our Christmas present to each other, and i booked a room back in December, reserved the tickets, and we were all set. driving into Chicago with me can be exhausting at times. you see, i know how to keep up with the city folk, it's in my blood. When the road opens up to 3 lanes, i immediately become more aware of my surroundings. When i see 4 lanes wide in front of me, i start seeing spaces in traffic that a normal person doesn't see. i make moves that require me to know within one inch of where my back bumper is. No, people don't yell at me, they just look at me like "I can't believe you just did that." then they always look away and avoid eye contact. They can't tell whether i am crazy or just being dumb. My wife, on the other hand, can tell you i am just turning into a 17 year old boy again, something that happens every time we go on a trip.
Meals can be more difficult when the family is on the road. We ate at the Dekalb Oasis on the way out, but it was not without distractions. From the guy with the purple hair and nose ring who took our order, to the elderly woman who kept putting dollar bills in the Vibrating Chair, there was plenty to watch. i don't think we broke the "Got a Minute" rules, though. We didn't watch a TV and we did eat together.
We had a nice sit down dinner after the show at IHOP, a great place if you are ordering pancakes. Not such a good place to order steak and mashed potatoes. Just sayin...
We did have a great time, and i knew it was a success when i heard my 10 year old on the phone with his buddy. "It was awesome!" was all i had to hear to know.
