I'll text up these posts soon. I promise. I'm just so tired tonight!
See, I told you I'd text these up. After our Flugtag plans were cancelled, we walked around the beach, including through some water.
Sorry for the veiny feet. Hopefully there aren't any crazy foot-fetishist out there that found my blog because of them. I'm thin, and I run a lot, so it just happens if I get hot. Plus, I was sitting on firm concrete, so it was slightly cutting off my circulation. Anyway, it was so windy that the waves at the pier (I would say it was about 12 feet down) were almost hitting our feet. Yes, I need to repaint my toenails, but as it was just my brother, I didn't really care.
More sitting on the beach. The sky was such a gorgeous blue. Also, can you tell we're related in this picture? I mean, there are some differences but wow.
I was bending down to take a picture of a popsicle stick with a riddle on it, but accidentally had my camera on front facing. It turned into a funny shot, so I went with it. And yes, we did haul the backpack around the entire time.
Here's the popsicle stick. Hardy-har-har.
Finally, mini-golf at the public course near Diversey. I think my brother won, but we both had fun. After that we headed back up to my brother's apartment by simply hopping on one of the CTA buses. I've gotta say, the public transportation there is super convenient where he lives. We may or may not have kept singing "putt, putt, in the butt" the entire time we were playing mini golf.
