Crosswalks and Revolving Doors

I just returned from Chi-town. My first time there. Actually, it was my first time in a big city period. What a different world! I've always been a Florida girl- never had I had to deal with revolving doors, crosswalks, or public transportation- other than the occasional cab I took home when I had too many Myers and Diet Coke.

Being a Florida girl the cold was a huge shock to my system. But cold air and all... I fell in LOVE with the city. Everything about it - the old buildings, the varying heights, sights, textures and sounds and of course the beautiful and oh - so- fashionable people.

The sidewalks were crammed with pedestrians and the streets were jammed with cabs . I would think that it must be so easy to meet people- even to just converse for a minute or two- (comment on the weather or traffic)

For those who have never been to Naples FL- here is how it compares:

Chicago- Must walk and/or take public transportation
Naples- Must own a car- we only have one city bus whose stops are few and far between

Chicago- Endless shopping
Naples- Coastland Center Mall

Chicago- Sears Tower
Naples- Naples Pier

Chicago- Bumping Nightlife- bars and clubs open till 4am
Naples- 2 clubs that close at 2am

Chicago- FREEZING COLD WEATHER!
Naples- Cold = 75 degrees

I have to admit- having the beach almost makes up for all the other things Naples lacks. It truly is paradise- but I do plan on visiting the Windy City again... only this time it will be in the summer.

I give them cigarettes and their eyes light up!

I'm moving over my MySpace blogs to this one to double your pleasure. This one is from my weekend with Jen in Orlando:

• “Hi I’m Garret” – Wow Garret you look really drunk. “I do?” Yeah- your eyes aren’t even open.
• Stop leaning on the heater! You are going to set me on fire!
• I was in the bathroom and these girls were talking about me! Let’s go beat that white trash whore’s ass!
• Yeah we like to help the homeless. I give them a pack of cigarettes and their eyes light up!
• He acts like he’s helping them- but he is just passively killing off the homeless via lung cancer.
• Can we go downstairs where the drinks are $2? Wow, your shirt is free and you only buy $2 drinks- you are really selling yourself here!
• “STOP! - on the count of 3 I want everyone to break it down!” (I’m the only one “breaking it down”) Hey you- I saw you- good work.
• (my signature on the receipt)
• I want you to talk to this girl while I’m in the bathroom. Hi, I’m Ashley. See? You already have so much in common.
• Are you with her? (kisses Jen’s hand)
• They sell soap in France? I thought the French didn’t bathe- no one is going to buy that shit
• Is that your girl Anthony? Want us to pretend we don’t know you? Or should we stand in line and talk you up?
• He’s a Crippie. A crippled hippie… I’m going to hell
• Look at that crazy tan line! She looks like she is wearing thigh highs!
• I don’t think anyone here owns a mirror at home
• I looked back at you guys to see if you saw her belly- I can’t believe no one had a reaction!
• Raise the roof!
• I’ll pretend it tastes like marshmallows if you let me have some more.
• Well… he’s either really smart or he’s a great liar
• I need a cigar- I feel like Monica Lewinsky
• (my French impression)
• David Beckham represents America?!?
• Is that a Regan Doll? (goes straight to the counter to buy it)
• I just remembered that you rearranged Jen’s top eight. That’s right Bryan – you are still #2. I’m going to call you #2 all day long.
• (me and Bryan starring in the mirror talking about cavities)