Pitstop in Chicago
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Well the flight wasnâ€™t as bad as we thought. We did manage to watch the entire Lord of the Rings Trilogy on my IPAQ as well as some of the on-board movies including â€śBlades of Gloryâ€ť which was good for a laugh. We were certainly luckier than the poor couple behind us - she was six foot or more and rather large and the guy was at least 6â€™8â€ť so he must have been miserable. We tried not to kick our chairs back much.
The flight attendant who comped us the drinks came back to chat a bit (that is when she told us how much better she liked working in Coach, whispering about her clientele up frontâ€¦) She had told us that if you arrive too early, there are no customs agents but we made it at about 4:50am just in time for customs to come rolling in.
We deplaned and went through immigration, picked up our bags and rechecked them and wondered what to do. We had made tentative plans with Cathy and Robb to meet them at the airport for brunch but it was only 5:30am or so. We tried calling, eventually realizing that I had the wrong number and finally got a hold of Cathy who said it would be fine if we came to their house instead as long as we didnâ€™t mind. They had just started redoing their kitchen way back on our way out when we invaded them for a couple days so we wanted to see the end result (plus Cindy finds it hard to stay away from Morgan, Bailey and Mclain her cute little nieces - you can see whyâ€¦)
We took the L and tried to not fall asleep lest we wake up in points unknown and Cathy met us in the turbo-mom MiniVan complete with furniture tied on the roof at the subway stop.
When we got there, I had a voice mail from some kid who said he had my bag. They apparently sent ours from