I’m getting to the point now where I can finally breathe and get on with things. It’s being a crazy cluster-eff of a few months. Feelings are good now though. Drama levels are low. It’s wavy gravy.
So in the midst of all the craziness, I did get to make my first trek to Chicago. I haven’t flown since 1998, so I was more nervous about the process of flying than I was about landing in new city to me and making my way to my hotel using public transportation. As much as I hear about the TSA and regulations, it was pretty standard. Well, as standard as standing shoeless in a nudie scanner could possibly be. As fun as flying was, I found the trains and buses in Chicago freaking awesome, especially the trains. Those are probably the most practical mass transit options out there. My city, however, wants a streetcar. A streetcar, as best as I can tell, that goes from the college area to downtown. So, you know, not really useful to anyone but college students. Not that anything wouldn’t be an improvement, but trains are freaking awesome. TRAINS! WOO!
Also on the way to Chicago, I gave up on 3 years of being a vegetarian/pescetarian. After watching the movie Fathead, I began to suspect that my crappy feelings were due more to my diet than anything else. My odd craving for meat tipped me off too. Bacon ended up being my downfall. No one told me bacon was so delicious. Dear god, it is fantastic. I ate it every chance I could.
As for Chicago — and the wonderful DrupalCon I attended — it is seriously one of my favorite cities. I only had a limited amount of time to spend so first on my list was Skydeck. Despite my crippling fear of heights, I did get out on the glass ledge. I mean, no sense in paying if you’re not going to experience it all. Next up was the Art Institute which was just unbelievable. I spent a good 3 hours there and still didn’t feel like I saw everything. It was only my aching feet that stopped me from continuing. Related, those Dr Scholl’s gel inserts are bullshit.
Also in Chicago, I got to spend some time in the Field Museum after hours, which is really the way to experience big attractions like that. I got to see the Tsavo lions finally and had enough private moments to take jackass pictures of myself posing with various exhibits. You can’t do that in a packed house. Well… You can, but…
The conference kept me busy for a few days, but I had one last item on the to-do list: the ferris wheel at the Navy Pier. Again with my fear of heights, this seemed like an odd choice but I had never been on one my entire life. Sitting on the ferris wheel was more terrifying than the Skydeck. I made in through one slow rotation before getting off. I don’t know how people do that shit for fun.
So it’s been months of adventure and some bullshit. But thankfully it’s all behind me now.