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Where I've Been Hiding

I know I've been a bit absent this week, but I have good reason. On Sunday evening I flew into Chicago and took a taxi to a lovely hotel on the Miracle Mile. That next morning my coworker and I attended the first of many panels at the Midwest Educause Conference. Tomorrow we'll attend our last and take a taxi back to the airport.

Since this is my first visit to the Windy City, I must admit I am charmed by everything. The skyscrapers, the shops, the restaurants, the Starbucks on every corner (or nearly every corner)...all of it delights me. It also makes me very anxious to return in a few months with my hubby and our two boys.

I don't have pictures to share from this visit. I left the camera at home with the family so they could get pictures of the Regional wrestling tournament the boys competed in this last weekend. But, I'm okay with that, because I think I'll cherish the ones we'll be taking in August much more.

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  1. You seriously lucked out with the weather. This time of year is a gamble. This is the nicest I ever remember March being, and I've lived here for 11 years now. Enjoy the rest of your trip. :D

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  2. I'm glad you had a great trip...wow~ a Starbucks on every corner...makes me homesick for Florida! The closest I've ever been to Chicago is passing through it in very thick fog on our way to St. Louis. I didn't get to see the skyscrappers much less anything past the five feet infront of our vehicle!

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