It’s been a weird trip back to Chicago so far. I settled in yesterday, only venturing out long enough to stop at Houlihans for a french dip. It turns out that Obama was in the Hyatt Regency, which I had to pass through in order to get there – you know whenever you pass linebackers in suits, you must be looking at Secret Service. The little earpieces didn’t hurt, either.
The mood there was electric, though I just passed through.
I was expecting MAJOR snow storming last night, but nothing came through. I set up the video camera to do a time-lapse out the window, pointing at Navy Pier as the sun set. It’s totally awesome.
Today, the taxi to the auto show forded through not-fucking-around slush, so I expect snow will have struck in full by the time I leave.
I feel totally naked – I forgot my cell phone in my hotel room. Frankly, I can’t wait to get back there and pick it up.