Loving the Elevator

...or not.

Reporting live, on the road, from Chicago. And while I am loving free Wi-Fi in the hotel room (lousy, but usually working, reception), we are both fully through waiting on elevators. Now, granted, four of our elevator rides have been at the John Hancock Center and Sears Tower observation decks, so it was nothing more than waiting in line for the average Disney ride. But the waits for elevator in our own hotel, and in a nearby shopping facility, have made us ponder how long the average city-dweller must wait for elevators.

Pictures, of course, to follow on return. In the meantime, this thought: Chicago boys, generally, very yummy. Somehow I had mentlaly separated Chicago from the corn-fed Midwest. Woof.