Last Thursday night I left for Chicago. I had a one day training and was taking the train. I've been on a train before but this was my first trip on a train from Bloomington. the train ride itself was uneventful, other than being 25 minutes late to pick up the passengers. The first 20 minutes of the ride I felt nauseous. I don't know if my recent dinner didn't sit well of if I had motion sickness. The rest of the ride I just sat uncomfortably in the chair and read my book "The Bourne Ultimatum".
I forgot to print directions, but I thought I knew where I was going, and there was a map at the train station. I felt like Jason Bourne walking through the train station and grabbing the map, then walking out without knowing which way was which.
That was short-lived however, within two blocks when I didn't know which way I was supposed to go, I called home to find out. Erin didn't answer (she was busy) and I had to wait for her to call me back. It was just over a mile walk to the hotel. The walk itself was easy. My shoulder got sore from carrying my duffle bag with clothes and a laptop in it.
After a very long 30 minute walk, being grossed out by seeing some homeless people pick up food from the ground (or maybe they were just gross people who like food from the ground), and fearing for my life while people walked quickly up behind me, then passed, I made it to my hotel. The room was small. I had to stand in the bathtub and close the door to get to the toilet. There was only about a foot from the bottom of the bed to the wall and both walls were within arms reach of the side of the bed.