Chicago

I went to Chicago over the weekend (Thur-Monday), and when I say "I" I mean a trip alone! I know, what a concept... It was very relaxing. I stayed with my brother who lives right downtown. I used to live in Chicago so I have been to a lot of the touristy things already therefore, when he asked what I wanted to do while there I told him I wanted to walk around the city and I wanted to eat good food. The whole time I was there we literally walked around the city (think miles every day) and ate at all different types of restaurants. It was a re-charge kind of vacation. I even went out to dinner with two of my friends from law school.  For the most part the weather was perfect and it was great spending time alone with my brother.

While the trip there was excellent, the return trip was a disaster. First of all I went to the wrong airport.... I flew into Midway and I assumed I was flying out of there.... but I wasn't. It wasn't until I got THROUGH security that I realized my error. Luckily I went to the airport hours early so my brother could go to work- so I just made it to O'Hare (Yes I took the Train all the way from one airport to the next- it is not a short trek). So I finally get on the plane- sweaty and cranky... and we get stuck on the tarmac for an hour because of tornados. This delay made me miss my connection- literally I made it to the next gate 2 minutes after they closed the door I got to watch the plane taxi away. I had called the airline 2x from the plane and they told me that the only other flight home that night was booked solid so I would have to wait until the next day. I like Detroit as much as the next person (which is to say not at all) but I was ready to go home. Luckily 1) I found a great gate agent who had some special code to type in to release a seat for me 2) I met a woman on the first plane who also missed the same connection as me and she was a member of the airport club so for the 4+ hour layover I was able to live in luxury. I ended up getting in at midnight instead of 7 but my mom picked me up from the airport and I was able to sleep in my bed instead of the Detroit airport. I'm like 75% sure that even with the disaster trip home the trip as a whole was worth it!