I should note that despite this entry getting me back to
, it is not the last
one in the trip report. There are three more to follow. The first features a
meal of epic proportions. The second is all of the Walt Disney World parks in
one day and the third is a summary and final thoughts that I expect about five
of you to read. Almost done! Tampa
The entire trip I had two different possibilities in my head for my day in
. One was to take the courtesy shuttle
back to the airport, hop the blue line to the red line and then go on my
favorite educational tourist experience (the architectural boat cruise out of
Navy Pier) and grab some pizza downtown. The other would be to take it easy and
try and find a way to the nearest Gino's East location from the hotel. I was
still a bit undecided though leaning to the latter as I went to bed the night
before. Then I proceeded to not fall asleep for the entire night. That pretty
much decided it. Chicago
That's not entirely true - I had a brief five minute nightmare around 3 AM and then I did finally get 45 minutes of sleep at 8 AM. Not good. I headed downstairs for breakfast at that point after showering:
I pulled up Google Maps and the nearest Gino's East location, with its promise of delicious, delicious deep dish pizza, was 3.7 miles from the hotel. I could walk that. Or I could ask the front desk clerk for a shuttle ride. She said it'd be no problem and the shuttle driver agreed. In exchange I ordered a large sausage deep dish pizza and we all shared it. Seemed like a good deal to me considering they saved me a 7.5 mile walk.
|Not my favorite pizza - that honor belongs to Ian's of Madison, WI - but a top-3 and my favorite deep dish|
|Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme|
|Awww yeah, that's the stuff|
|I think I'm going to need a few minutes to myself here. Just go amuse yourselves elsewhere.|
I then retreated to the room to do some work and watch the
flame out of the Euros, followed by the Thunder losing to the Miami Satans.
Very sad. Netherlands
By 9:15 I decided to try that whole sleeping thing again with slightly better results. I fell asleep by 10 and managed to sleep until 3 or so. Good enough!
Originally I was slated to take the 9 AM shuttle to O'Hare for my noon flight. But since I was already up I thought "might as well get the 7 AM instead".
|Not exactly healthy|
|No Sweden? Screw you O'hare!|
|Shitty shot for a shitty lounge|
|Muffins and water huh? You're too kind, AA.|
|I had the smoked pork|
|Tastier than airport food has any right to be|
Next we had a crying baby in the row behind me. Naturally. But even worse was a small child, probably 8 or 9, who clearly had some developmental issues. I felt bad because I knew he couldn't control it, but every 30 to 60 seconds he would make noises like unto an animal at the absolute top of his lungs. Several people looked like they were ready to kill him. It was impossible to do anything that required concentration because you knew at some random interval there'd be this loud child-driven alarm going off.
|Not my plane, though you can see the tail of my plane in the background|
|Goodbye, first class|
|Your last shot of this type so savor it, you sickos.|
|An intelligent airport purchase|
Eventually the flight from hell ended and we deplaned. I grabbed my bags, met my friend John, and headed home. Come back the next three days for the last entries in the series.