The Boy and Girl spent their Thanksgiving Break up in Canada with their father.
9 days - kids + 4 day weekend = TRIP!!
We got a great deal on a flight and hotel and flew out Thursday morning. Early Thursday morning. Up at 4:30 at the airport at 6AM. I was zombified. I don't fly well at the best of times, so the thought of it sends be to the bathroom every 5 min.
The DFW airport was amazing - got a great parking spot, checked in ad ntrough security in less than 15 minutes. Egg McMuffin to keep the growlies away and then off to the first of many bathroom trips. The latch on the first stall was broken, so was the second. By the third stall I finally figured out it was a slide lock and not a turn lock. Hubby got a good laugh.
Flight was on time, driver was at the curb less than 5 minutes after we called. Yes, we treated ourselves and had a car (not a limo) drive us to the hotel. We had lots of time so the driver drove us all over the city pointing out the sights, including the cool "S" portion of Lombard.
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We got checked in to the hotel and got a taxi to China Town. It was a fantastic experience walking up and down the streets, lots of colors, the people were pleasant, lots of cool stuff to look at in the shops. The ivory carvings stood out. Amazing details. In several shops there were cooked chickens/ducks hanging in the windows. I happened to look over my shoulder as we passed one shop - several men were in the doorway talking and I happened to see what the subject was. A flour bag was in the corner with just the corner torn open. Out of the corner popped a large white duck head. I stopped and stared. One man looked at me and said 'duck'. Yes, I know my farm animals, but had to ask 'are you going to eat it?' He just grinned and nodded, saw my expression and nodded some more. All the men laughed.
We walked form Chinatown down to the wharf area. We passed the wharf for the trips to Alcatraz and noted the times so we could catch the first tour the next morning. Walked along to Pier 37 - the tourist trap. We walked the length of it and looked at all the shops and restaurants. Luckily neither of us are shoppers.
We decided to catch the bus back to the hotel, have a nap and head out again at night for a nice dinner. We only needed to transfer once and the drivers were great about telling us where to get off. We crawled into bed at 4:45 PM and that was it for me until 7AM the next morning.
Poor hubby tried to wake me for supper, but I was warm and cozy and I wasn't moving. He went to the 7-11 and got some individual frozen pizzas for supper. I had a bite of his and went back to sleep. He couldn't even rouse me with m&ms.
The next morning he said the 7-11 people thought he was pathetic getting frozen pizza for his Thanksgiving Dinner. Little do they know - better that than anything I would have cooked.
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