days_unfolding

I’m on the train to Chicago. I had a couple of hot dogs and am about ready to launch into homework. Getting a lower-level seat was a good plan. They’re packed upstairs, but I got a window seat downstairs. Ate lunch and worked on my program.

Now I’m in Union Station waiting for the train to Minneapolis. On the train. Now I’m mulling over taking this train to Seattle sometime.

I made it to Minneapolis. The hotel is charging me $600 for incidentials, which is a cost that I didn't anticipate. And the soda machine was spitting out money. Bah. And my program wasn't working, so farewell, programming classes. I'm looking forward to gardening.