Buffalo Bills Casino (and “resort”)

After the shimmering lights of Vegas, we road silently in the dark. The plan was to camp in the Mojave desert which meant we wouldn’t reach our campsite for another two hours and it was already dark. G stopped the car to pee and was flocked by a heard of Mosquitos that then lingered in the car for the next 20 minutes. We were slapping ourselves in the face when we passed a city called Primm, all aglow with neon casino signs and the artificial promise of- fun! Buffalo Bills casino advertised very cheap rooms and had a roller coaster on the roof. In a moment of weakness we decided we would camp in the Mojave another day. We ate sandwiches and drank our last bottle of wine on the bed as we watched all the news of the world we had been oblivious to
for the last two weeks. Yogi meanwhile, spent two hours sniffing the room, which I found a bit disconcerting. We woke up and walked to a gas station to get some coffee and realized that in a 24 hour town 8am was still the late shift. We decided we needed to get out of this town.

Chicago Chenanigans

Hello-
Just got sassed at by my mother for “not enough verbage” which is probably the opposite off truth but I will
Spew a bit right now to catch up. The last couple days in Chicago were awhirl as a was visiting with some really splendiferous people and they took up most of my attentions.
The short of it is. Chicago is beautiful, at least in August. I don’t think I’ve ever been some where so saturated in gorgeous architecture. The streets were
Clean, people were friendly, restaurants were awesome and the lake shore pulled it all up a few notches.
We laid low the first night as we had done a tremendous amount of driving that day. We relished our air mattress in Loriasas living room like a Relais Chateaux suite after a night of sleeping in the car and on the rocky earth with a beach towel wrapped around us.

The next day (yesterday) we walked all over Chicago and dined on deep dish pizzas from Uno pizza on Ohio and Wabash. ( Yogi of course came everywhere with us because he has been known to through tantrums that include door destruction when left in new environments). Chicagoians definitely struck me as a different breed than NYC or any other city for that matter. Not that Chi town is ethnically bland but compared to NYC it certainly has a more “Midwestern flavor”.

At the end of such a delicious day, Lorissa, Guillaume, Emily (another really wonderful friend from highschool) went to an out door concert of Slightly Stoopid and 311 in which we danced our little hearts out and enjoyed blissful moments of life.

As for today, well get to that tomorrow 😉
Hugs.