There, and Back Again
Jun. 25th, 2017 10:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
days_unfoldingI'm here to testify that it's possible to go up to Chicago from Lincoln and come back on the same day. It's crazy, but it can be done.
I had problems falling asleep last night (not surprisingly--I got up shortly after the time that I normally go to bed). And then I had problems sleeping on the train, although I got about an hour's sleep.
So I was pretty zoned out when I got to Chicago. I had problems finding the Metra stop, and just missed a train, so I had to wait over an hour. I got a lot of reading done. I made it to McCormick Place okay.
I wolfed down some lunch, and hung out until it was time for my poster presentation. I had problems wrangling my poster (it's 4' x 8'), but some tall guys helped me put it up. It took a while to get the hang of the poster presentation, but I had some good conversations with people.
Then I needed to get back to Union Station. The Metra stop was a "flag stop," and I wasn't sure if they'd stop for me. So I hopped on a bus taking conventioners back to their hotels in downtown Chicago, which was a little cheeky, but no one questioned it. Then I walked from the bus stop to Union Station.
Grabbed a bite to eat at a chichi sandwich place. (The chicken and avocado sandwich was good though, and so were the rosemary and sea salt chips.) Found a place to sit right away, which was a miracle.
Union Station was packed because today was the Chicago Pride parade, and a lot of people came up to Chicago for it. The trip back was uneventful, and I managed to stay awake (which worried me).
Now I'm back home. I plan to feed the girls and then crash. I'm glad that I'm not working tomorrow.
I had problems falling asleep last night (not surprisingly--I got up shortly after the time that I normally go to bed). And then I had problems sleeping on the train, although I got about an hour's sleep.
So I was pretty zoned out when I got to Chicago. I had problems finding the Metra stop, and just missed a train, so I had to wait over an hour. I got a lot of reading done. I made it to McCormick Place okay.
I wolfed down some lunch, and hung out until it was time for my poster presentation. I had problems wrangling my poster (it's 4' x 8'), but some tall guys helped me put it up. It took a while to get the hang of the poster presentation, but I had some good conversations with people.
Then I needed to get back to Union Station. The Metra stop was a "flag stop," and I wasn't sure if they'd stop for me. So I hopped on a bus taking conventioners back to their hotels in downtown Chicago, which was a little cheeky, but no one questioned it. Then I walked from the bus stop to Union Station.
Grabbed a bite to eat at a chichi sandwich place. (The chicken and avocado sandwich was good though, and so were the rosemary and sea salt chips.) Found a place to sit right away, which was a miracle.
Union Station was packed because today was the Chicago Pride parade, and a lot of people came up to Chicago for it. The trip back was uneventful, and I managed to stay awake (which worried me).
Now I'm back home. I plan to feed the girls and then crash. I'm glad that I'm not working tomorrow.
