chicago part two and three

So i am back in Bloomington, where it still refuses to snow,oddly enough. So the rest of the three days,yes. I am being terribly lazy but i know i should write with my exceptionaly forgetful memory this is the best way to remember. Day two was thanksgiving which we spend sleeping late and then heading to the complementary breakfast thing, where i was having a joey moment- thinking, here is where i win my money back though the boi's wise-owl words " you know its previously charged to the room right?" failed to create much of an impact. so i am looking forward to the eggs and bacon and i all see is fruit (uhm) and donuts ( kinda uhmm) and weak coffee and a crowd for that!
ps: to make up for that unhappy look today boi surprised me at home with his bacony-surprise breakfast! This is why i married boi. Well, this and other things.

There wasnt much to do since everyone shuts shop on thanksgiving day so we went off to see a movie by again brilliantly losing our way to a place just five minutes away, i am telling you we were jinxed on this trip. The wind wasnt kind at all, it literally blew me around! Really, i feel like no one will believe me if i dont re iterate this. obviously it dint lift me off, but barely so. Anyway so we saw Love and other drugs. The hall was quite empty- some seven odd people. Boi liked that set up very much! So i have decided to take him to a week day show in Muscat where we can have a hall to pretty much just us.
Movie was actually pretty good. He is terribly hot and i can just look at him much,much,muchly! Just in case you wanted proof:

She was good too. Her character had all these moments i liked much. For eg: she says i dont want anything more than a fling and then proceeds NOT TO give off any contradicting signals! Then another eg: The guy is staring at her and she says "what?", He says " Nothing" (UGH, how many times will they do all this!) and instead of bugging him asking a zillion "what what whaaaa's?" she just shuts up and waits. See, very good way of getting them to say whatever it is!

Anyway it ended with all the classic moves, the chase-girl-to airport except it was bus to canada( har har!) and then the proclaiming of ever lasting love till eternity and some other similar tear jerking moments. After which we considered watching social network too, but hunger prevailed and we went in search of food. The place we stayed at had tons of eateries but tons of closed eateries and we drove around pretty much empty streets marveling at the joy of empty streets!
finally we found this grill place that turned out to be very good and again we were the only people around. and another chinese couple. The food was soo good or i was really hungry,one of those and lately i have come to realise that margaritas get me a quicker high than good old rum and coke. My body must be craving new things, cos the apple cider margarita went straight up and i was soon happy and buzzing ( ha.)
Here are some pics:

And a yummy dessert! some cookie thing with whipped cream and ice cream. I take bad photos. can you see boi's sekskie abs? :o
Boi's uncle is a jazz buff and used to live in chicago, he told us off this place, kingston mines where music goes on till 4 in the morning and is apparently totally worth the money! so we went there and it was pretty awesome. They had this lady playing along with a couple of other bands and man, she was good! She had me smiling and moving throughout and god, can she sing. The other guy- Magic Slim, played some oldies- Mustang Sally and Let me love you and some more.  They also had all these fun posters from old days: Like when Big Mama Thornton performed in 1954 and the tickets were priced at around 2$ along with this funny sign:

We left around one and again lost our way. This is just for anyone who is interested in counting how many times this particular activity happened.

Day three was Black friday and clearly we are not people who brave the windy city and camp besides stores from five in the morning, so we went to a couple of places and got some stuff. AND i saw the maximum number of indians since i got here at all these stores. It was raining Gujarati ladies and bengali women and their men trailing behind looking not too happy and all these kids!
I heard max hindi since i got here in J.C penney. I dont know why i was so surprised. Anyway boi got a leather jacket and does he look hot! I wouldnt trade him for Gyllenhall kinda hot! (cheesy moment) but moving on, we went back to the malayalee restaurant in the hopes of eating that elusive mutton biriyani since we were super hungry and optimistic about polishing it off but no such luck. But we got some chicken chops and tapioca with beef again and went home and gulped it down with some fruity!
At night we went off to downtown and we went to signature room on the 95th floor at John Hancock center from where the view is brilliant and i had the best pina colada ever, i know i am gushing about it but oh it was the best! and here are my amateur attempts at photography:

After which we went to some Irish pub for some dinner and had not too great food. boi his favorite: Fish and chips and me this Beef and stew which wasnt too great. The next day we went to this temple an hours drive away but totally worth, very well maintained and clean and with an awesome idli-vada-dosa canteen kinda place downstairs. Big points for chicago just for this.

After which we drove Lake Shore drive where all the wind originates from, my eyes watered with the force of it but it was ok soon enough. We saw a Disney store and got A's nephew this adorable Mickey mouse sweater, he needs to know Mickey!
We walked around Michigan Avenue and finally went to The Grand Lux Cafe for lunch where they made us wait for 30mins, i dont mind waiting but i have terrible anxiety issues and so i kept asking whether A had a problem and he kept asking me and finally we decided to wait. They gave us this thing that would beep when our turn came, dont know what its called but i found it very cool!
Lunch was decent enough, a trip is always about food for me and kinda about food for A. But i dont know i guess we were tired and dint look thoroughly enough, so we shared a chicken parmesan which was not too bad:

A trip inevitably means tons of time together. Which inevitably means tons of arguments and heated debates which honestly i quite like. For eg, at night Michigan Avenue was covered in christmasy lights, the whole street which i thought was such a huge uncalled for waste of electricity, the money which could perhaps be used for something else more constructive. Boi always cautions me against such one track thinking, he says its not something you can compare. Like give this up for that kinda situation. I get that part, i even get that it might be good for tourism part, but my point was all these stores are anyway sitting here and people will come and buy things, lights or no lights.
Again. At the temple, they were doing pooja for the shiva lingam with milk. Good quality, tasty gallons of milk being poured away on a stone. I am all for praying but this, this seems attrocious when tons of kids cant even taste milk. I had these daydream on my way back of how if i lived in chicago i would hold a meeting and call all those indians and kinda point out this colossal waste and ask them to start a small fund where people who are dying to waste milk can instead leave that money and we could send that amount that every month back home for some kid to study or for those farmers in Tamil Nadu killing off their parents because they cant afford another mouth. Boi warns me, i know. I cant help it.

The trip was much fun and much needed but i cant wait for the trips when we have jobs, when i can have all kindsa fancy food. Of course my motto is live to eat. You must have got that.