When the wind howls,
When the sleet stings,
When we’re feeling cold,
We simply remember our Chicago fling,
And then we feel consoled!
(Original lyrics from My Favourite Things by Richard Rodgers)
What could be finer, more fun than four women with brooms off on their annual curling adventure. Destination – Chicago. The windy city is home to the Magnificent Mile, deep dish pizza and, oh yes, the Gloamin’ Gaels Bonspiel at the Chicago Curling Club. Our tale is totally entertainment-based, not accomplishment! Our story is one about travel mishaps, humour and friendship. It is not about a nail biter shot or a draw to the button championship game. Of course, the names have been changed to protect the innocent. …….
Read file “Sisterhood of the Travelling Broom Bag – Accessible Version.pdf” below for the complete story!
