Day 26: Shenannigans in Chi City

Whiskers departed at the break of dawn for the airport, given a generous lift there by Tres at 5am.  The remaining amigos slowly awoke much later in the morning, having completed recoveries from the night before (bad food, not drinking related).  They soon realized that while Whiskers might be gone physically his memory would live on through the piles of crap (I mean priceless belongings) he left behind for us to transport home.  Best of which was a passport-sized photo of himself which we all quickly decided would be affixed to the windshield for the rest of the trip so Whiskers could continue to guide our way like a mermaid on the helm of a ship.



Eggs, coffee, and cold showers (Tres assured us this had never happened before in her apartment, hopefully this wasn't somehow connected to our arrival) had everyone wide awake for our departure to Summerfest in the early afternoon.  There we met up with LT2's cousin, Kyra and some her friends.  We found a couple glasses of sangria, but not much else that held our attention.  So we headed over to Oldtown to tour some of Tres' favorite haunts.



As Pride festivities in the city were already under way, Tres and the Amigos soon arrived at the day's main event: a party in Boystown hosted by one of Tres' friends.  The table shined like a rainbow colored beacon in the night: jello shots, rummy bears, skittles vodka, icee vodka, and some more multi-colored sugar in food form.  Minutes quickly turned to hours and soon fellow partygoers were vying over the now vacant seat in the Silver Swede.  Eventually it was pointed out that the cover band which had drawn us to this particular area of the festival had been scheduled to take the stage 30 minutes ago.  The party soon spilled out onto the street, where copious amounts of drinks morphed into copious amounts of dancing.


Worn out from our cutting up so much rug, we returned to Tres' place for a quick power nap around 8pm.  Rallying wouldn't commence, however, until around 10:30pm when we finally staggered our way to a local pizza place to pick up some dinner.  From there we returned with food and fresh supplies of local IPAs and decided upon a fun night in with our host.  This involved some fun games, an appearance from the dino hat (see album), and plenty of laughs as we decided to dub over "You've Got Mail" with our own dialogue and narrations.  One things was to be sure, we would all get a good night's sleep at the end of this day.