I promise I'll get around to uploading some of the photos I took with my iPhone over the weekend (count the 'I's' in that sentence!). But for now I'll try to give a brief rundown of what occurred over during the period in which Chicago was the setting.
I woke up at around 7am to the horrible sound of my phone alarm (imagine the stock "red alert" style alarm sound, often heard in naval movies when the ship gets hit), twice. I had forgotten to pick up my laundry from the wash/fold place the day before, so I threw on the previous days clothes and ran down to grab my fresh folded laundry. That done, I took out my carry-on and just threw the already folded clothes into it, 4
pairs of socks, 4 boxers, 4 shirts, and 1 pair of pants (I would be wearing the 2nd pair). Now while I was only going to be in the windy city for a few days, I like to keep extra pairs of everything just in case, except pants because I wear jeans, and lets face it, jeans are tough... not to mention I only have 4 pairs on jeans, and one was already dirty.
Look, jeans can last you a good long while if you haven't been doing anything in them. On the road, I wore my jeans for up to 5 or 6 days straight without a wash.
In any case, I went downstairs again to grab the required egg sandwich from the local café/diner/corner sandwich place.
I was scheduled for American Airlines flight 321
, an MD-80 from LaGuardia to O'Hare, set to depart at 11:35. I made my way down stairs with all my crap to go and grab a cab. However, an open cab is scarce in my part of Brooklyn, especially at this time in the morning. In an attempt to remedy this, I asked the security woman at the desk if should would mind calling me a cab. She made a call, and insisted
that I stay inside. Strange, I thought, but sure, whatever. As the time kept ticking away, and I still wasn't seeing a cab outside, but I saw two cabs drive nearby, and asked if it was a city cab she had called. A long winded 'no' came back, and I promptly told her to call them back, tell them never mind, and walked out before she could object.
I'm not going to pay for shitty gypsy cab, or faux car service to take me to the airport.
In any case, I quickly hailed a cab on the corner and was one my way.
Boring entry, but at least it's something. When I get my head straight, I keep going with the more juicy details on my trip, and how much I enjoyed it.
On a separate note, I'll be using the blog to keep track of my 2nd attempt to drop caffeine from the system. I was successful for a long time, and then I started to drink tea again. While actually good for you if you have the right tea, I feel it is probably better that I just abandon the whole substance rather than keep drinking it. Although, I do enjoy tea...
In any case, I'm also using the new drive as a way to stop eating candy as well, and start eating better, exercising.
I have a lot of though, and a lot of talk, but no walk. Maybe I have commitment problems? I also don't like spending money...so..
Peace, Love, and Bonsai Trees.