My favorite thing about traveling with The Collective is that I never have to plan anything. I just get on a plane the day someone tells me to get on a plane, and Kat!, Abigail!, and Jennie! take care of the rest. When I landed in Chicago on Friday, I texted to say, "Landed. Waiting on further instructions."
Not knowing is kind of like magic.
Like, when we showed up at our apartment, this was the view:
And in the morning it looked like this:
Jennie! bought me Harry Potter Clue for my birthday.
Wall-E watched over us while we played. (Jennie always won.)
We visited The Bean.
And saw a big monument dedicated to Saddam Hussein.
We had some cocktails high above Chicago at the Signature Room at 95th.
And some delicious pizza from Geno's.
A lot of other things happened, too, but the rest of The Collective will tell you about that. I'm just here to set the stage.
My Collective Christmas Flickr set.