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January 18, 2015 [Jan. 18th, 2015|11:55 pm]
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[Current Music |none]

We did get up early to catch the train this morning, but before heading out the door, we checked Amtrak's train status report and found out that our train was running about an hour late. So we cooled our heels at home for a while, and then went to the train station and cooled our heels there. Eventually, we did get on the train, and we then had to sit through another hour's worth of delays before getting into Chicago. Some of the delay was the usual freight traffic, but a good chunk of it involved the train having to stop in northern Indiana for paramedics to come remove a sick passenger. In any case, I spent most of my time on the train reading, so I ways into The Girl on the Train, appropriately enough.

We were about two hours late coming into Chicago, which kind of put paid to our original plan to take the CTA out to Wicker Park for bookstore and brunch. Instead, we checked into the hotel and sought out food nearby. Our first choice was too crowded (i.e., no available tables) and had live music warming up, so we went elsewhere. We ended up having a nice, quiet brunch at Bijan's Bistro, one of our standbys. Afterwards, we went back to hotel by way of the grocery store, picking up some supplies for the next few days.

Back at the hotel, I took a nap. In the evening, we wandered over to After-Words Books, where we found a few volumes worth buying (including a collection of early Bloom County cartoons, many of which I'd never seen before). Immediately afterwards, we went to dinner at Seasons 52, which is becoming one of our standby restaurants, in no small part because of its proximity to our usual hotel.

In any case, we are now back in our hotel room, well-fed and ready to unwind. queenmomcat is planning to take a hot bath to soothe her not-quite-aching/not-quite-not-aching back, and I'm thinking of going to bed early. Tomorrow, we have plans to visit the Art Institute, but that's a no-pressure, no-fixed-time kind of thing. Should be relaxing.