How nice it is that I could wake up in Chicago this morning, have breakfast while looking out on Lake Michigan, catch a cab up to Grant Park to take some pictures of the impressive Buckingham Fountain, board a plane at O'Hare and be back to the comforts of my own home by 6:05 pm.
Air travel can be a pretty nice thing.
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