No traffic. What is wrong? Off to The Antique Lady for selling some pictures. Not good enough, no pedigree. We ended up donating them.
Lunch at the Little Market Brasserie in the Talbott hotel. The last time, it was a different place. Got to sit outside in the lovely weather. Chellie had the chopped salad, Bette had the Lobster roll, I had the Big Baby burger. Good. Damn parking in the Gold Coast garage cost more than lunch.
Drop Bette off at her Tri Delta event at the Women’s Athletic Club. Lots nicer than the Body Club at home. Even had an elevator operator. And bathrooms — surprise! — Men’s rooms are kinda hard to find.
Raced to make the boat at 3:30P. Chellie and I paid at the kiosk, jumped on and seconds later were off on the Wendella Architecture boat tour. Lots of fun. Good guide. Never saw the buildings from that angle. Want to take the Chicago Architecture Fdn one to compare.
Then we head to Gage on S Michigan where we got Moscow Mules, the new hot drink from the 40’s. We waited for Bette in the bar, who was waiting for us at the boat – she finally called and we called her in. We had a Mule waiting, so it was all good. After supper – some roasted bone marrow, and split beet salads. And some good draft beers.
Then it’s off to The Book Of Mormon at the Bank of America Theatre, 18 W Monroe. If you like South Park, you’ll love it. Then pay another gob of parking money, drop Chellie off at her apartment, and off to the 1.25 hour drive home.
Note: if you park for a show, try to show up within 5 hours of the show. We got there earlier and were charged the full standard rate, not the discounted rate specified on the ticket.