Chicago Adventure, Part I

I'm back from my "Big-City Adventure" (not to be confused with a likely title for an Olsen twins adventure). I was recently in the Chicago-area (read as: far outskirts which resembles Chicago about as much as Des Moines) to do some testing of equipment for work. Okay, now everybody who reads this page knows this isn't where I post my happy thoughts (although laughing about things does make me happy), so something must have happened in order for it to wind up here. You'd be close in thinking that. Instead, I found so many ridiculous things, I'm not sure it'll all fit in this entry.

The drive went well. I've heard terrible things about driving through Chicago, but I'll bet those people weren't driving through on a Sunday night. I finally get to my hotel, only to realize that it has indeed been a little while since I've been in a hotel. Apparently the biggest attraction in hotels is the showerhead. Even when I went down for my continental breakfast (which, incidentally, was better than most of my breakfasts here at home), there was a sign on the table which, again, mentioned the showerhead. That being said, it was pretty good.

Also, in what appears to be a transparent attempt to reduce stolen towels, they now declare the towels are on sale. If you simply grab one that was in the room, you have agreed to pay for it on your bill. How nice!

Lunch time appears to be over and I have only started on my adventure. To Be Continued...