Breakfast on the subway to O'Hare
26.05.2009 - 26.05.2009 76 °F
In this Blog I said I'd tell you about the guy on the subway in Chicago and his breakfast. You didn't remind me!
Anyways, I mentioned we were going to get the subway out to the airport. Which we did. Rapid, fairly comfortable, and a lot quicker that sitting in traffic jams, which are permanent, on the freeway. Very easy, too, provided you get to a subway station with elevators. Ours had two; one down to the booking hall and the next right down to the platform.
In our "practice run" the night before, we'd noticed that a good place to get on the train, given we would be travelling in the rush hour, would be in the middle, where the guard would stand if he wan't standing at the end of the train. Loads of room to stash our bags.
In my rush to get on and into the guard's cubby hole, I cut the corner with my wheely bag and it got jammed. I looked back and it seemed to have a large brown paper bag all jammed up in the wheels. A substantial guy was bending over in his seat trying to release my case from the large paper bag. He was rather distressed and sweating somewhat. It was a warm day. "How kind of him" I thought, "to go to the trouble to free-up my case".
Then the horrible truth gradually dawned. In the large brown paper bag was the poor guy's breakfast. As my case cut the corner, it must have got tangled up in his Super-Giga-Giant-Egg-n-Sausage-Double-Mc-Muffett with Triple Fries. I was tugging my case one way and the poor distracted guy was trying to tug his breakfast the other.
Eventually the two were parted, leaving a rather horrible mess on the subway carriage floor, and I disappeared quickly into the guard's cubby hole. I dread to think what the poor guy's Mc-Muffet was like after that battering!
(No video, I'm afraid, but I do have more yodellin' video if anyone would like some!)
But here are 3 more pictures, sort-of relevant.
On the subway after the brown paper bag incident.
This is probably where the poor guys lives. No wonder he needs to cheer himself up with a good breakfast.
John chicken-souped out of ordering the kosher meals on the way back and this is what he go instead. Next time.... It was supposed to be Spare Rib with home-mashed potatoes, or some such.
Talking of which (next time, that it), yes we have already booked for next time. Bob said, "why don't we go again next year whilst we're still able". So we are.
Flights booked are with American Airlines, this time. We had almost enough of their miles to upgrade our flights again. And we bought the rest. Also had to pay $350 per leg for each upgrade but, hopefully, worth it.
We have booked LHR-MIA-SAV (Savannah, Georgia via Miami) and Boston-LHR to return. We still have to work out how to get from here to LHR as BA will be withdrawing their Alicante flights as from October.
Watch this space! And I still have a few "amusing" observations to type up from our last trip. You lucky people.
(Paul wanted a quiz question in each blog, so here it is: Who's catch phrase was that? Clue: he was short and wore glasses).
I also have 9 hours of video to edit down to watchable proportions. I really should try and get this done before we start filming the next lot...