Friday after work some friends of ours wanted to go camping down in Nauvoo, Illinois. Michael and I had never actually been camping the whole time we've known each other, so I guess it was about time. We borrowed all of our gear, packed in a rush, and were on the road. Whenever I leave the city I feel one of two things, 1. "Wow, it's so nice to get out of the city every once in a while, see some open spaces," and 2 "Who the heck lives out here?" We drove about 4 hours from Chicago, talking dreaming, eating Noodles and Co, until we arrived set up camp and roasted some S'mores. Our friends in Chicago really are the coolest. They are our little Chi-Family.
Saturday we were supposed to explore Nauvoo, but ended up at an ER in Iowa. I had never been to Iowa before, check that bad boy off my list. We were playing a game that is just too complicated to explain (watch this video) and one of my friends got a little bit of a concussion, so we just needed to get her checked out to make sure nothing permanent was going on. As it turns out in the middle of no where Illinois the only thing open on a Saturday is the Emergency Room… in Iowa. Adding "Urgent Care centers always open" to one of my perks of living in the city. When we finally got back to Nauvoo we had time to check out the temple, play a few games, and see the Missiouri River (which is ginormo BTW). Then we drove back to Chicago, grabbing some mexican food on the drive home.
Sunday was a quick pit stop to sacrament meeting for Kristina to say bye to everyone, then we were off, with McDonald's in hand. We literally pulled up to McD's at 10:29. GLORIOUS I SAY. Our drive was uneventful. Through Indiana, Ohio, Pennsylvania, Maryland, finally ending in good ol' DC. If you can make it through a road trip that is 12+ hours with someone you're probably pretty great friends because you didn't kill each other. We just listened to music, talked, and drove. With a million Diet Coke/Bathroom stops in between. I'm sad that she's moving, but I am happy for her. City life is transient. People move on all the time to bigger and better and more suburban things. It's just a fact.
Monday we spent time as tourists. I went to DC last year to visit Jane and it looked mostly the same, but what a bummer they aren't offering free White House Tours. I demand to see the inside! I pay taxes! This time we hit up Shake Shack and all my jealous instagram Shake Shack rage was finally satisfied. They even regrammed my photo. Whhhhhatttt is life. We saw old friends that had also made the great exodus to DC from Chicago and soaked up all the Monuments the city has to offer. It's a pretty cool place if you're into that sort of thing. My favorite was the contemporary art museum. Partly because of it's amazing air conditioning, partly because of the killer photography exhibits. What blows my mind is how this giant bustling city only has tiny little buildings because nothing can be taller than the Washington Monument. That sassy lady keeping everyone in check.
Then it was time to leave and Kristina drove me to the airport in Maryland and away I went. I read Fangirl on the way home. Give me all of the Rainbow Rowell books ever. The jist is that I just went all over the freaking place. All in 72 hours. And it was weird and life is good.
Now for the PHOTO DUMP. MUWAH.
Road Trip to DC selfie!
Dreams do come true.
All photos c/o of my lovely little iPhone. How did we ever survive without them?