Kimpton Lovefest: Chicago Palomar

Love is a hotel.

True love is a Kimpton.

I’m indulging in both this coming weekend, as I make my way to Chicago to hang with my pal Chris as The Delusional Grandeur Tour touches down in the Windy City. It’s been years since I’ve entered that fair city – the last time I was there I was moving home after a disastrous few months of living with a boyfriend who broke up with me shortly after I moved halfway across the country to be with him. Lesson learned, and though Chicago had nothing to do with the break-up, it didn’t exactly have warm and fuzzy feelings attached to it. Despite that, I never harbored any ill-will for the place, and in fact I’d been meaning to return long ago. it just so happened that now is the moment.

I’ve booked a room at the Kimpton Palomar, right in downtown Chi-town, and I can’t wait to see how Kimpton hosts in that fine city. If their properties in New York, Washington, Seattle and San Francisco are any indication, I’ll be in good hands. Sable, the on-premises restaurant, sounds all sorts of promising too. Another adventure is about to begin…

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