Ambling is hard work. Although I suspect we’re not really very good at it yet. We have arisen every day so far on this ‘slow-paced’ holiday with a full day’s agenda, pausing only for food (which is hardly a pause). This week in Chicago we’ve been up buildings, inspected fountains, walked for miles in museums, criss-crossed parks, undertaken tours and indulged in cocktails.
So imagine my surprise when Don suggested we amble down Michigan Avenue – the Magnificent Mile – and look at the shops.
Yes, you read that correctly. The shops.
I agreed immediately and shoved him out the hotel door before he could change his mind. A world of retail awaited me.
There wasn’t much for me in Gap. I found myself loitering around the menswear section for ages while Don ducked in and out of the dressing room trying on clothes.
There wasn’t much for me in Nike. I found myself loitering around the menswear section for ages while Don inspected the hightops.
There wasn’t much for me in Zara. I found myself loitering around the menswear section for ages while Don ooh-ed and aah-ed over men’s accessories.
There wasn’t even much for me in Whole Foods. I found myself loitering with my lunch while Don inspected the snack aisles.
We were on Michigan Avenue for three and a half hours. Don bought himself two pairs of jeans, a nice blue scarf, a chocolate bar, a huge bottle of soda water and a hunk of cheese. I bought myself a coffee.
I’m ok with this, truly. My time will come.
Because when we hit our next city, I shall have a girlfriend!