Chicago

Oh. The weekend.

This was my second visit to Chicago and it is still truly a favourite.

The food!

We brunched at the Publican, feasted at Frontera Grill, and dined at the much-hyped Girl and the Goat (although the food and rushed service didn't quite live up to the hype).

I spent a wonderful couple of hours at the Museum of Contemporary Art and was blown away by Laura Letinsky's beautiful work.

Of course a trip to Chicago wouldn't be complete without a little bit of shopping and some very tired feet :)

It is good to be back home.

Snippets

Home again.

I've always thought I loved skiing because of the time spent outdoors.

The clear air, the heart-breaking beauty of a frozen landscape, the tired muscles, the rosy cheeks, the initial clinking of glasses at a well-deserved apres.

But on this trip, I realized why I really love to ski.

Each day, there is always one run.

The run where you stand at the top and your heart skips a beat or two.

The run where fear and self-doubt scream at you to climb the other way.

Arms out, lean forward , down you go.

Well.....because you can't exactly go back up.

Then the magic happens.

And before you know it, you've conquered your fears.

We had a fantastic trip and were truly spoiled.

Apparently Whistler is quite beautiful?

I never did get to see.

We were blessed with lots of powder, which meant poor visibility.

I'm only left to guess at how beautiful it really is.

I think I'll just have to return again.