Chi Town

Okay, so remember back in March when I went to all the places?

You guys, that's not even the half of it.

Well, it is. Half of it. But that means there's a whole other half!

When I returned from my Epic East Coast Adventure, I reunited with my family for almost 3 whole days before making my way back to the airport. Those days flew by in a whirl of green

When my daughter watched me pour this black and tan on 3/17 she asked: "and then it turns green?" rookie.

and packing of both the un and the re variety

Before I knew it, I was back at the airport. But something was different.

The line that was supposed to be inside the terminal was all backwards and inside out.

I was genuinely perplexed. I honestly thought they were reorganizing the security area or something because this made no sense. Then I saw this busy person:

OOooooooh, an incident! Ruh roh.

As it turned out, the incident was that the power in Terminal 1 had gone kaput so all travelers in the entire airport, domestic and international and even southwest airlines, were lined up to pass through security in Terminal 2. Or vice verse maybe, let's not get hung up on the details. It was a little stressful because each and every one of those myriad peeps had a plane to catch, and the clock was ticking.  I became alarmed that The Incident was going to ruin my chance for the traditional pre-flight beverage to calm my noives.

The crisis was narrowly averted.

And off I went into the friendly skies.

Directly into my lovely sister Jane's arms!

Love and adore this woman. Here we are after a delectable Indian feast

She's adorable even when she smells like fennel (gag).

Jane dropped me off at my downtown hotel and I gave myself the usual pep talk on the elevator ride up. "It will fine, think positive, you don't ALWAYS have to change rooms."

Uh, no.

That room was 99.89% bed! I mean, yeah the bed is lovely and great but come on. There was nowhere to even put my suitcase and although it was proudly billed to be one of the newly renovated rooms, all that meant to me was that it stunk like new carpet. Yuck.

The shower, though.

I talked to my friends down at the front desk and we all agreed that I'd survive the night and get moved in the morning. Speaking of morning

What's the point of an expense account if you don't enjoy at least one $36 breakfast? This one actually lasted me all 3 days of my trip.

Chicago! The first day of the conference was a whirlwind, reconnecting with people and learning and eating and sitting and stuff. In the afternoon, I signed up for a session that was being held at the Art Institute and thoroughly enjoyed the walk over there after all the sitting and stuff.

It doesn't show up well, but the river was still green from St. Paddy's Day

I loved the museum, and enjoyed tooling around with a fun old friend.

All that culture is exhausting, so we hit the cafe for:

The World's Best Snack

Then made a pitstop at a place I'd been once before 

before heading back up Michigan Avenue to our pretty hotel

and my pretty new room

This room was not all bed, but that's all I took a photo of. Because look at it. I miss all the beds.

But enough about all that nonsense, because the next day after I finished my conference, I took a cab to the train to Jane's!

The cab had a strict vomit policy

When I arrived, there was much celebration

No but really. There was!

It was such a fun night, catching up with my sisters and Jane's menfolk, whom I never get to see.

Like this one

Look at the proportion of his body on that couch. He is 2/3 legs. I told him I don't like Samoas and he pointed to the door without smiling and said: "Get out."

and this one

With his buddies, each of whom looks like an entirely different species of human. This photo was taken at the restaurant where they went to buy french fries for the firefighters who were battling a neighborhood fire. They wanted to bring burgers, but that would have cost like 60 bucks.

I didn't get a photo of Jane's husband Doug, but I did take a nice close up of the beer whose name we share a laugh over:

Eventually I made my way back to the hotel and the bed, and had one more morning of conference before Jane came to fetch me for a Day Of Fun

Here's where I sat awaiting her arrival

We had a spectacular day tooling around the park on Divvy bikes! It was so fun and sunny and beautiful and perfect.

Hi Jane!

I couldn't take many photos, because you know me and my habit of falling off of bikes, but it was like this:

Grand. Doug met us for part of the ride, then we headed to a great restaurant in a great neighborhood for a great meal, none of which was documented. Sigh.

Jane bravely volunteered to drive me to the airport, but first we made one last strategic stop to nourish our hearts and minds and guts.

The World's Second Most Perfect Snack

See that guy posturing in the back corner? That should have been our table.

Thanks a lot, guy. What's your story?

Chicago was perfection. The work, the city, the people, the family, the food, the art, the adventure.

I am a lucky girl to have had so many travel opportunities that brought me to my very own people last month. It was exhausting and awesome and grand. I'd be okay if I didn't see the airport again for a while.

But......

Next stop... ASHEVILLE!!!!!!!!