I was in Chicago for a conference (work not knitting). It was a whiz-bang sort of trip. There on Sunday morning home on Tuesday evening.
I stayed at the Hard Rock Hotel. It looks pretty swanky on the website. However, I must say that it was a very um..."masculine" hotel. Lots of black/grey interior with chrome accent. I couldn't tell if the place was dirty or clean. I'm sure it was clean because it smelled clean, but you couldn't tell by looking at it. I must say that the bed was uber comfy even if the interior was not.
This was on the interior wall of my bathroom...
It was just a little awkward while showering and such in there since it seemed like Paul and Ringo were staring at me. Too bad I didn't get a better shot of Ringo for you because he looks like he is thinking something that he shouldn't be. Maybe he always kind of looked like that.
This was the view from my room...
We did have some fun on Sunday strolling along downtown. We were pretty tired from the early flight. We took a cruise on a boat that went on the river and out to the bay.
We saw this...
Can you stand it? My boss took this one. Not me.
I required sedation for the flight. Ativan. It was lovely, but I must not have been looking at what my boss was photographing because I just don't recall this. Hmmmm.
Oh yes....and I do have another thing on the needles. The flight required something small to knit on so I started Charade.
I had to start over when I got home though because due to the Ativan my tension was really, really loose. My sock looked more like a legwarmer. My boss asked what I was knitting and I said "I'm not really sure".
I'm really bummed that I missed Franklin's 1000 knitters project. Really, really bummed. Where's that Ativan?Edited to add:We had a two hour layover on the last leg of our flight home. My boss and I kicked back a few to pass the time. Kicked-back-a-few-while-on-ativan. The warning label just states that "alcohol intensifies the effects of the medication", Not "don't have any alcohol". It was the best flight I EVER had! I would have flown the plane myself!! A few days later in the office my boss told my co-workers that I would have flown to the moon on the way home! Yep, the coworkers knew about my pre-flight cocktail. Tee hee!!