Chicago, Chicago, it’s a hell of a town

One more picture-less post before I start with the real flow. Beware: I took over 400 pictures in China.

But first an update—and complaint—about my trip home: the flight from Shanghai to Chicago was delayed five hours. Which means that we all missed our connecting flights. Which means I got to spend the night in the lovely Wyndham O’Hare hotel in Chicago (Rosemont, actually). The next morning, due to weather on the east coast, my flight to New York was delayed almost two hours on the tarmac. So... instead of getting home around midnight on Thursday, I got home around 4pm on Friday. At least I was already planning to take that Friday off work.

But now I’m home. Yaaay!