Weak Arms ...
... are why I opted not to fly from Indianapolis to Chicago. Yes, that's why. Not because of a fear of flying. Nooooo ...
Thankfully, no one at the travel department for Roche thought I was unreasonable for preferring to rent a car vs. fly in an itty-bitty airplane from Indy to Chicago. And double-thankfully, Lee Ann Thill from The Butter Compartment decided to come along for the ride.
We left the meeting in Indianapolis a little bit on the earlier side so I could make my Speaker's Orientation in Chicago. Lee Ann and I are riding along to the airport with our driver when my heart collapses.
"OH MY GOD we have to go back! I forgot a bag!!"
And it wasn't just any bag. This, of course, was my black carry-on bag that contained my Nikon D40, my wallet, and every single diabetes supply I needed for the next four days.
"I'm so sorry, but we have to turn around. Is that okay? We have to go back because my medical supplies are sitting out in the luggage stack, baking in the sun." I apologized profusely as we turned around, headed back to the building we just came from, I leapt from the car and actually hugged my black carry-on when I found it, then resumed the journey.
Thankfully, we passed this hemorrhoid sign on the highway several times while driving to and fro, giving Lee Ann and I plenty of time to zoom in for a shot.
Lee Ann and I had met a few times before and I always liked her, but we'd never had a chance to spend much time together. Being stuck in a car with someone for hours on end gives you a chance to get to know someone. :) And we learned plenty about one another as Lee Ann busted out singing and dancing to a Journey song right at the outset of our drive, as we encountered traffic for hours due to an overturned "simmee" (read: semi-truck), and as we scanned the sky for potential tornadoes.
We drove past cornfield ...
... after cornfield ...
... after cornfield, covering miles of Indiana turf until we finally reached our destination: Chicago. For BlogHer09. We were so close!!! Almost there!!
... and then we sat in traffic again as we eeked into the city limits.
Damnit, traffic! Lee Ann and I were very well-acquainted by this point! No need for extra time due to traffic! And also damnit traffic, you made us wait so long that the rental car place closed! And damnit traffic! My legs were starting to ache from sitting down for such a long time!
Thankfully, we had the GPS. (Chris and I have named it Linda. Don't ask.) And once it turned us onto Wacker Street, we knew we were close.
"Hee hee. Upper Wacker."
I'm not sure which one of us said it, but we both laughed like immature eight year olds. And I'm still not completely sure why.
But we were at BlogHer. And that sets the stage for my next few posts. :)
(Thanks for making the drive to Chicago with me, Lee Ann. It was definitely an adventure!)