This is a long post. Lots to show and tell.
My friends and I had been looking forward to this weekend for a LONG time. I heard about a White Party in Chicago last year. A DJ from Chicago, Corey Hartmann, puts it on. Basically, you get dressed up in white attire and spend 3 hours drinking and dancing on a boat on Lake Michigan acting like you are hot shit. I rounded up 5 girls from Indy that wanted to go, 1 from Texas, and Tim. He had some other friends that were interested in going, but none panned out, so he was welcome to hang with us.
We left Indy at 9 am so we could have some free time before the main event. The weather got better the farther north we went. It was clear skies by the time we reached Chicago. Trying to get some culture and not let this weekend just be a booze fest, my car load of people headed over to the Sears Tower, I mean Willis Tower, to take in some views of the city. It was a 2 hour process to actually get to the top of building but well worth it, in my opinion. There were some random facts on the walls while we waited… The Bop to the Top record = 13 minutes! No plans on testing that record! Once at the top, the visibility was excellent! I hadn’t been up there since I was a little kid and they had just put some 4 feet deep, 7 feet long glass boxes on the side of the building that you can stand in. I had to go check this out. I’ve stood on the glass window a top the Palms at the Ghost bar, but this was going to be so much better. Not sure everyone else enjoyed it as much as I did, but they let me have my fun! We know Audrey didn’t like that part!
We headed back to the hotel for pre game sodas and to get ready. My co-worker happened to be staying at the Conrad just across the street, so he stopped by too. He also notified us that our hotel appeared to be on fire. WTF?! There were no alarms or anything! Looks like it was the building right next to ours, but still odd that we weren’t evacuated or notified. We all got dolled up and hopped on the trolley to Navy Pier to start our adventure.
As you got farther down the pier, teams of people dressed in white kept popping up everywhere.
We met up with my friend Alisha and her group of girls. We got checked in and headed to the bar for a drink. I kept forgetting it was open bar and kept getting my credit card out like it was going to get the bartender’s attention. I’m an idiot. The ship was 4 stories tall and pretty spacious even with 400 people on board. We met up with some more Indy folks, Meg and Jerry on the ship. We cruised around the lake and also got to watch fireworks from the Venetion festival. It was awesome!
The boat docked back around 11 pm and then we boarded a bunch of school buses to hit the Enclave…where I met Frodo Baggins. This kid was about boob height and didn’t look a day over 16. Oh well. I turned him into my dance partner for the evening. Whatever. We all made it home sans strangers by 3 am.
The morning was spent sharing stories and pictures from the night. My best friend even used my Mino to get undercover footage of me dancing… by myself… on the boat. Such a good friend that girl. The one I wished I had video of… Tim swimming on the hotel floor after knocking over the cooler at 3 am. One thing we need video of… how did I get a stamp from the Crobar (which is not even remotely close to Enclave) on my hand that none of my friends had? It is our own Hangover movie moment. Before we left town, we made a stop at another bar called Bull and Bear. Tim was super dooper excited to go here. They have taps at the table and charge you by the ounce. Tim wanted to stick his head under it, but we managed to convince him not too. After a few brews, it was a long day and time to head back to Indy. But since we love Tim so much, we made a special trip to his Grandparent’s house in Merriville.
Thanks to my babysitters, Frotto, Red Fanny Pack guy! I had a blast and hope everyone else did too. Let’s do it again next year!
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