Up and Out

Time to go to collect the bike and car this am, so breakfast of champions time, a pain of chocolate the size of your face.

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You Take the Blue Pill

No, not a viagra related tag line, but part of the setting for the Matrix

On then to allow Mrs Fogg and Kevin a photo opportunity, only for one of them to let out a really big trump

With more of the wonderful Chicago skyline

And a view from the Old Navy Pier

Followed by a visit to the Chicago Union Station modelled on New York’s Grand Central

Complete with the double decker Amtrak trains

Then a chance to see the giant polished pebble sculpture


And a paddle in the arty water park, with giant electronic displays of Chicago residents

So with tomorrow seeing the start of the Route66 adventure, it was only fitting to start at the very beginning of Route66

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Welcome to the ACME

First night in Chicago and a stay at the rather funky ACME hotel that has chalk boards on the door


Sorry I just had to do it! And we got 3 knocks during the night

Funky bathroom

A really comfy bed

And a silly Amazon Echo that listens to everything you say.

All told very funky, a good find Mrs Fogg. Today we womble round the Windy City

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And Finally we arrive

12 hours later we have arrived into Chicago in the middle of a thunderstorm and heavy rains, oh and rush hour.

It took a while to get through traffic on our airport shuttle coach but we made it.


So what to do when you are absolutely shattered, it’s torrential rain and you’ve arrived in the dark?  Eat of course, and where better than the rather convenient Weber Grill restaurant- yes that Weber lot famous for big barbecue machines.  It just had to be sampled.


And so to bed…in our rather cool hotel.

The TPE ing Point

It’s the little things that rattle an otherwise sane mind!

Onboard the train to the “pool” this morning, where we sit in first class don’t ya know,think standard seat with 1 cup of tea and double the price and friendly(ish) service. Getting the offer of our obligatory cup o swill, Mrs Fogg sans tray table, I had to do the tea making on my side, with tea bag dipping onto the napkin. Tea made, Danish pastry in hand Mrs Fogg asks Miss Happy Server for a second napkin, “but I just gave you one, you use already”, we both look at her and say “yes to mop up the tea and no tray table”, “but you have napkin already, why you need another”.

Really, has the train service become so poor with the thousands it charges, to limit you to one napkin per trip.

The week as they say, can only get better, now let me squeeze the tea out of my napkin so that I can blow my nose and not upset happy for asking for a third in my lifetime

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