Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Chicago - Arrival

I left on Sunday for Chicago on a 10-day work trip.

I flew out of the Cheyenne airport on Sunday for the first time in years. Those planes are kind of fun because I feel sort of "outbackish," but really they're a little unpleasant. I'm not a fan of turbulance (who is?!) and there's a lot of it on those little 20-seaters.

After a nice delay in Denver I finally landed at O'Hare. Generally, I am running through this airport and have never had to exit it. So, when I had to find my hotel shuttle I was a little lost. It just wasn't completely clear. So, I asked a couple cops by the door I thought I was supposed to go out of. The cop who answered was very helpful and not without some quirky humor. He seemed tickled that I was from Wyoming, asked if I was a cowgirl (I was wearing my boots so I showed them off), and then handed me a "get out of jail free" card that was apparently only good if I got in trouble in Chicago. How did he know?

I was/am so excited to be in the "big city." I have mixed emotions about going to a new city. It's so fun to discover a new place, but I like to be the person who KNOWS a place. It's just frustrating to me when I don't already know all the cool places to go. Fortunately, I know a few people here and they're very good travel guides and hosts.

The view out my plane window on my way from Cheyenne...

2 comments:

MOM said...

Great Picture! Glad you got there ok.

Greg (We know each other from ASUW) said...

Find your way to the Green Mill, Sunday evening. Trust me on this.