After enjoying regular luncheons with my dad, it was time to give him a break and find someone else to chat with over lunch. It didn’t take long before fellow blogger, Ilex of Midwestern Plants, and I were setting up a time and place to meet. Ilex is anything but shy, but does shy away from posting her photo on the blog.
So once a time and place were arranged, she graciously sent me a photo of herself letting me know I wasn’t meeting some crazed old guy. Let’s face it, one crazed old guy in my life is plenty …. hehe!
After a mere three-hours (trust me, we could have talked longer), Ilex and I parted ways determining it would be a blast to camp together some day.
The next day, I met an old friend for lunch. St. Charles, Illinois, seemed to be a nice half point for us to meet. Brenda and I originally met at a postnatal exercise class 28 years ago.
Shortly after Brenda’s son and my son started kindergarten, Al and I (and our kids) left Illinois and moved west. Somehow Brenda managed to kept track of all my changing addresses. Over the years, I always looked forward to receiving her Christmas cards with the latest family photo.
We hadn’t seen each other in over twenty-some years and it was wonderful reconnecting and filling each other in on our lives and that of our children.
St. Charles, Illinois, is a quaint little town that sits along the Fox River. It’s located about 40 miles (64km) west of Chicago. I noticed the town is cutely decorated with foxes throughout.
Brenda was running late for our luncheon, which didn’t present a problem for me or my camera. I wandered around the town a little and slipped into the Hotel Baker, a historic landmark. After all, I’m always on a quest for blog material. And with my dear readers in mind, I proceeded to roam around the hotel snapping photos ….. that is until the manager interrupted me.
I had just completed taking some photos of this stunning event room when the manager approached me with a quizzical eye and stern comment, “Can I help you?” Being quick on my feet I responded with, “Why yes. I’m looking for a wedding venue for my son”. He didn’t seem to buy it and informed me that I’d need to set up an appointment with the gal at the front desk. His body language indicated where the exit was. Now I know how Julia Roberts felt in Pretty Woman.
A little factoid I did not know until I started putting this post together: Turns out Jenny McCarthy and Donnie Wahlberg chose this historic hotel to celebrate their wedding weekend with family and friends. I’m sure we all care and wish them the best 😉 but that might explain the managers concern; perhaps I looked more paparazzi than Julia Roberts hooker. Reality; more like an RV traveler in a non-RV world.
Thanks Ilex and Brenda for your company and taking the time to share lunch with me. Next up, we move to Al’s sister’s place and ever closer to the Illinois – Wisconsin border.
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