Chicago lived up to its blustery nickname last night after an epic journey which started yesterday from Toronto in the late morning and included, amongst other assorted events, a flight delay, a route diversion, lightning strikes on the aircraft, obstinate customs officials, being stranded at Fort Wayne, Indiana "international" airport, understaffed airline counters, a confused rabbi in a wheelchair, raging storms and hurricanes in the Midwest, mass flight cancellations, missed conference calls, and finally an angel in the form of Barry - staunch Pittsburgh Steelers fan since 1972, new grandfather, and driver of the taxi that got me (and team mate Louise) to the Windy City through lashing rains and sometimes near-zero visibility in under four hours.
Definitely one for the memoirs.....or at the very least, this blog.
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| Driving down North State Street, with the landmark Chicago Theater on the right. |
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