Sitting at O' Hare airport in Chicago right now waiting for a connecting flight to Richmond, Virginia. I tell you, just flying in over Lake Michigan and seeing Navy Pier and the Hilton again makes me want to come back and see more of it. Secondly this is really the first time that I have fully utilized the MP-3 player my brother gave me. There is just something strange about sitting in an airport, people watching with your favorite soundtrack being played only for you. Now maybe I can find me some real Pizza!