Chica Town Road Trip - Day 3/4 (Very Belated)
Obviously, the Chica Town Road Trip officially ended late Sunday evening. Most all the picts have been posted to the lovely gallery... my camera crapped out so there are a bit more picts from Sunday's jaunt.
Saturday - Day 3
On Saturday, we were greeted with the knowledge that it would be the final leg of our 3-day road trip to Elle's new life in Chica Town. I had quietly shed some tears into the Marriott's pillow the previous night, so I was ready to face the day with a brave soul and sturdy demeanor. After a quick gas up at the Kum & Go (AWESOME name for a gas/convenience store) & a quick pict of their beer case that contained ABSOLUTELY NO microbrews or GOOD beers... Elle & I set sail to finish off dreary Iowa and enter her new home state of Illinois. I do declare that Iowa is definitely a perv state! There was an adult superstore off the highway & a billboard advertising "Adult Relaxation... Open until 3a... Semi parking"; too bad I didn't get picts in time. I got to see the grand ol' Mississippi and get my pict taken with it. The sky was a bit overcast heading into Illinois, but our spirits were still high. After realizing we had missed a turn-off (blessing in-disguise), we drove on into Chicago and the skies cleared, turning a beautiful, pristine blue. Awesome city!
We pulled in front of Elle's new place and waited for JQ to make his grand entrance into the scene and escort us to her lovely, underground parking spot. Our tummies were in great need of grub, so we headed to Stella's, a great neighborhood diner. After a bite, we trudged around the neighborhood and checked 'er out. Just amazing and wonderful at the same time! Binny's was my fave stop because it was like a classy, alcohol superstore. I was in heaven as I slowly made my way up and down the beer aisles. The tops of my legs started to itch and I dreaded the thought of what would be causing the itching. We kept on going... grabbed a coffee and then returned to Elle & JQ's apartment. I was dying of annoying itching... so I checked my legs. Sure enough, the tops of my legs were covered with swollen red splotches! No idea what caused the wonderful, itching outbreak! Elle took care of me by getting me Benedryl and feeding me 4 pills. Perhaps a heavy doseage, but it sure did the job and left me a bit high so I had to hit the "love nest" while the peeps chatted and had some sippy sips with Leviticus.
That night, we all dolled up and headed out to Excalibur; a 7-floor night club. We stayed on the 1st floor because it seemed they were charging covers to enter the other floors - definitely not our bag! I only had a chili bomb at the crib and a Corona at the club; so I was pretty aware of schizzle... Elle & I both agreed the club could be located in B-town because of the crowd, music, atmosphere, etc. Interesting... It was a good night and I was sorry to realize it would be the last night out for Miss Elle & I for a while.
Sunday - Day 4
On Sunday, Miss Elle & JQ showed me some prime pieces of C-town. Rode the "L", saw Cabrini Green (from the Candyman movie), rode the Red Line, ate "real" Chicago-style pizza (yummy, yummy to my tummy tummy), and shopped Michigan Avenue. Saw an interesting display of "attitude" on the bus to head back; a BBW was saying something along the lines of, "You better shut up! Wanna take it outside Blondie?" Then she'd go off some more. Elle & I thanked our stars that we're brunettes :-)
The final stop before hitting the airport, was the neighborhood's Pleasure Chest which leads me into a very interesting story entitled, "The Souvenir".
"The Souvenir" as told by Princessa
During the road trip with Miss Elle, I kept in-touch with The Beau (not calling him my boyfriend because we haven't had "the talk" & I'm told you have to have "the talk" or have sex before you can call a dude your "boyfriend". Besides... the term "Beau" doesn't apply any restrictions! Anywho... I digress...) via text and phone conversations. Since he would be picking me up from the AP upon my arrival (and because I am totally into him), I decided to get The Beau a souvenir and what better place to get one than the Pleasure Chest!?! While Elle & JQ were doing their shopping... I went perusing through the adult pleasure givers to find a gift. I ended up finding some beer glasses. There were 2 choices and I went with the one I thought was pretty cool. Got some other swag and then checked out w/the 2 homies.
After the drive, good-byes, waiting at the AP and long flight... I fell into the arms of TB who was waiting to greet me. After he dropped me off and I was unloading the souvenir goodies... I showed him his gift with the statement that it was the "most heteronormative" of the 2 glasses. The glass said, "Narrow Road Ahead" followed by a road sign showing a penis entering a narrow road that was followed by the final statement of, "Bottoms Up!" He asked what the other glass said & I told him (Men At Work with a road sign of 2 men "at work"). He thought the gift was great & I was happy cuz I was soooo thoughtful by getting him such a wonderful gift!
Well... the next morning I saw he had left the glass so I used it to water the new plants Elle had bestowed upon me (including the foster plant which I know is not mine to keep). After using the glass, I was drying it off and looking more closely... Then it hit me! The Narrow Road illustrated in the road sign didn't really resemble the lovely female part that I am so proud to own... I then remembered Elle's summary of the "second sphincter" and realization set in... I had gotten TB an anal sex beer glass! AAAAAAGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH... nothing says "I'm soooo into you" than an anal sex beer glass :-) Hot diggity damn, good stuff I tell ya!
Needless to say, he knew what the glass depicted when he was presented with the gift and he will drink festive beverages from it... still shakin' my head!
Good-bye Elle my Belle
It usually takes a bit of time for reality to sink in for me... but Elle has entered a new phase of her life and I am sooooooooo HAPPY FOR HER! She deserves everything and everyone she has! IM has made things pretty easy and email helps as well. Have fun in Chica Town mon petit chou!
Saturday - Day 3
On Saturday, we were greeted with the knowledge that it would be the final leg of our 3-day road trip to Elle's new life in Chica Town. I had quietly shed some tears into the Marriott's pillow the previous night, so I was ready to face the day with a brave soul and sturdy demeanor. After a quick gas up at the Kum & Go (AWESOME name for a gas/convenience store) & a quick pict of their beer case that contained ABSOLUTELY NO microbrews or GOOD beers... Elle & I set sail to finish off dreary Iowa and enter her new home state of Illinois. I do declare that Iowa is definitely a perv state! There was an adult superstore off the highway & a billboard advertising "Adult Relaxation... Open until 3a... Semi parking"; too bad I didn't get picts in time. I got to see the grand ol' Mississippi and get my pict taken with it. The sky was a bit overcast heading into Illinois, but our spirits were still high. After realizing we had missed a turn-off (blessing in-disguise), we drove on into Chicago and the skies cleared, turning a beautiful, pristine blue. Awesome city!
We pulled in front of Elle's new place and waited for JQ to make his grand entrance into the scene and escort us to her lovely, underground parking spot. Our tummies were in great need of grub, so we headed to Stella's, a great neighborhood diner. After a bite, we trudged around the neighborhood and checked 'er out. Just amazing and wonderful at the same time! Binny's was my fave stop because it was like a classy, alcohol superstore. I was in heaven as I slowly made my way up and down the beer aisles. The tops of my legs started to itch and I dreaded the thought of what would be causing the itching. We kept on going... grabbed a coffee and then returned to Elle & JQ's apartment. I was dying of annoying itching... so I checked my legs. Sure enough, the tops of my legs were covered with swollen red splotches! No idea what caused the wonderful, itching outbreak! Elle took care of me by getting me Benedryl and feeding me 4 pills. Perhaps a heavy doseage, but it sure did the job and left me a bit high so I had to hit the "love nest" while the peeps chatted and had some sippy sips with Leviticus.
That night, we all dolled up and headed out to Excalibur; a 7-floor night club. We stayed on the 1st floor because it seemed they were charging covers to enter the other floors - definitely not our bag! I only had a chili bomb at the crib and a Corona at the club; so I was pretty aware of schizzle... Elle & I both agreed the club could be located in B-town because of the crowd, music, atmosphere, etc. Interesting... It was a good night and I was sorry to realize it would be the last night out for Miss Elle & I for a while.
Sunday - Day 4
On Sunday, Miss Elle & JQ showed me some prime pieces of C-town. Rode the "L", saw Cabrini Green (from the Candyman movie), rode the Red Line, ate "real" Chicago-style pizza (yummy, yummy to my tummy tummy), and shopped Michigan Avenue. Saw an interesting display of "attitude" on the bus to head back; a BBW was saying something along the lines of, "You better shut up! Wanna take it outside Blondie?" Then she'd go off some more. Elle & I thanked our stars that we're brunettes :-)
The final stop before hitting the airport, was the neighborhood's Pleasure Chest which leads me into a very interesting story entitled, "The Souvenir".
"The Souvenir" as told by Princessa
During the road trip with Miss Elle, I kept in-touch with The Beau (not calling him my boyfriend because we haven't had "the talk" & I'm told you have to have "the talk" or have sex before you can call a dude your "boyfriend". Besides... the term "Beau" doesn't apply any restrictions! Anywho... I digress...) via text and phone conversations. Since he would be picking me up from the AP upon my arrival (and because I am totally into him), I decided to get The Beau a souvenir and what better place to get one than the Pleasure Chest!?! While Elle & JQ were doing their shopping... I went perusing through the adult pleasure givers to find a gift. I ended up finding some beer glasses. There were 2 choices and I went with the one I thought was pretty cool. Got some other swag and then checked out w/the 2 homies.
After the drive, good-byes, waiting at the AP and long flight... I fell into the arms of TB who was waiting to greet me. After he dropped me off and I was unloading the souvenir goodies... I showed him his gift with the statement that it was the "most heteronormative" of the 2 glasses. The glass said, "Narrow Road Ahead" followed by a road sign showing a penis entering a narrow road that was followed by the final statement of, "Bottoms Up!" He asked what the other glass said & I told him (Men At Work with a road sign of 2 men "at work"). He thought the gift was great & I was happy cuz I was soooo thoughtful by getting him such a wonderful gift!
Well... the next morning I saw he had left the glass so I used it to water the new plants Elle had bestowed upon me (including the foster plant which I know is not mine to keep). After using the glass, I was drying it off and looking more closely... Then it hit me! The Narrow Road illustrated in the road sign didn't really resemble the lovely female part that I am so proud to own... I then remembered Elle's summary of the "second sphincter" and realization set in... I had gotten TB an anal sex beer glass! AAAAAAGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH... nothing says "I'm soooo into you" than an anal sex beer glass :-) Hot diggity damn, good stuff I tell ya!
Needless to say, he knew what the glass depicted when he was presented with the gift and he will drink festive beverages from it... still shakin' my head!
Good-bye Elle my Belle
It usually takes a bit of time for reality to sink in for me... but Elle has entered a new phase of her life and I am sooooooooo HAPPY FOR HER! She deserves everything and everyone she has! IM has made things pretty easy and email helps as well. Have fun in Chica Town mon petit chou!
