The first leg of the trip was Toronto to Chicago. As usual, I left lots of final details until the morning of departure. I was taping boxes and labelling things to the bitter end. Mihira and Genevieve helped load the car, which was a true art. Luckily I could still see out the back window!
Driving through Ontario was so much less exciting than I expected. We crossed back into the United States at Sarnia with no problems, and then drove through Michigan. It seemed like a very long time, and after a while we got confused about which state we were in. A helpful woman at WalMart told us that despite our hopes, we were just West of Lansing. "Where did you girls come from, anyway?" In a sign of complete cabin fever, we laughed hysterically for at least 15 minutes after the exchange.
The final stretch into Chicago on the Skyway was snowy but uneventful. The plows were out in force and I'm happy to report the T-bird brakes are in good shape. Perhaps not so for the little sister's nerves! She promptly got on the phone to the parents to complain that I didn't let her drive.
It was all worth it when we pulled into the hotel - wow, fancy! I got a great deal online, which is the only way we could stay at a four-star place. The Aspen job is not that lucrative! Nice gentlemen parked the car for us and whisked our bags up to the room. Meantime, Mihira had arranged for room service to deliver a bottle of wine. A big surprise! After foraging for food in our swanky surroundings, we are tucking in for the night.
Tomorrow, Genevieve stays to explore Chicago and I hit the trail again. Next stop, Lincoln, Nebraska. Stay tuned for tales of the wild west.
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