Thanksgiving

We left this morning at 6:00 a.m. and drove into the sunrise. My friends dropped me at O'Hare on the way to the 'burbs, and I took a train to downtown. It was a beautiful day in Chicago; I thought I'd be able to make it without my hat and mittens at first (though I was eventually proved wrong). I poked around Millennium Park for a while (pictures later), saw the amazing Cloud Gate, and then caught an Amtrak to Champaign.

Given my luck--or, rather, lack thereof--with trains, it shouldn't be surprising that we were delayed 40 minutes getting out because of a failed switch. However, I did make it to Champaign, from which I now write, having enjoyed a gourmet dinner at the Treehouse.

Ellen and I are leaving momentarily for our date with Daniel Craig. I've been looking forward to it for weeks.

Happy Thanksgiving, wherever this finds you!