So here I still sit in Chi-town. I said to Robert last night, "I am SO glad you aren't John Candy". Looks like we're sleeping the airport tonight. We even talked to the airline about renting us a car.... we should have done that last night I guess. But then again there'd have been no Malibu rums served by an older gentleman with an eastern European accent in a cheesy Holiday Inn bar, while bad 70's ballads played. We pretended we didn't know each other. Maybe we'll find out how much to go downtown today to the Art Institute.... Robert's never been...
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