This past weekend passed in a bit of a blur.
My wife had a bridal shower in the city of Chicago. Well, a bridal shower weekend, really. As my sister lives in Chicago right now, I figured we might as well pop on down as well and do an overnight with her family. This would give us the opportunity to do a lot of things that the calculus of time and naps had not really allowed us to do on a day trip. Museums, aquariums, and the like.
My sister doesn’t actually live in Chicago. She’s in one of the many suburbs just outside of the city, but still within spitting distance of the trains if she wanted to get into Town. Either the train or a drive will add tens of minutes onto either end of a trip. Add that to a two hour trip to get to her place and a normal arrival time of 10:30 to 11 AM, divided by our daughter’s need for a nap and multiplied by her usual reluctance to take one, and you wind up with a situation that doesn’t lend itself to exploring the Windy City.
Overnights, on the other hand, change the balance of the equation to your favor.

