Here I am, all settled into my hotel room and it’s not even 10AM. The trip was okay. It was raining in Pittsburgh and of course the middle of the night when I left the house (and my brother was quite the sport to get up and help me throw my bags in the car and make sure I didn’t forget anything) at 4AM.
The flight full and being the first one out for the morning at 6AM, it seems that the ticket counters still don’t understand that as passengers we’ve been trained to show up 90 minutes to 2 hours before a flight. They didn’t open the ticket counter until after 5. Which meant that I didn’t get any breakfast before getting on the plane. I’ve had three mint Mentos. I’m soooooo hungry.

At the airport my luggage was rather late in arriving ... which only made me realize that I should have grabbed breakfast while I was still in the terminal. The airport shuttle was a joke and I’m not doing that again if I can help it. I missed the first one because my luggage wasn’t there. Then there were eight other hotels on the list of stops. And guess where I fell on that list? LAST. So after a drive into Chicago with rush hour traffic it was a TWO HOURS before I was let off at my hotel. All to save about $8 off the taxi. Hmm, maybe I’ll buck up and buy myself an hour of my life back.
What was nice was how many other people I met and hearing about all the OTHER conferences and conventions going on this week (no one else was for All Candy Expo). It passed the time. And our driver was very nice as were the other folks on the shuttle, so I got a good sense of where I was at as people pointed out landmarks and places they’d eaten at.
I arrived at the hotel and hoped that there’d be a room for me to settle into at this early hour (check in is at 3PM, so the worst case scenario was that they’d hold my luggage until evening).
I’m staying at the Blake and the room is AWESOME. Huge, spacious and other big words that mean big. The decor is simple and elegant and there’s a nice large desk with a real desk chair and free WI-FI so that I can hook everyone up with every little thing for the week.
I’m headed off to the convention center now to get my registration and then back into town to see if I can catch a seminar on new chocolate trends.
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eliza on 6/05/06 at 9:50 am #
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desertwind on 6/05/06 at 10:55 am #
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erin on 6/05/06 at 11:01 am #
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Cybele on 6/13/06 at 11:56 am #
Commenting is not available in this channel entry.Welcome to town, yay!
Make sure to go to Milennium Park while you’re here—it’s so rad.
Oy! Plane travel….
Cybele, can I offer unsolicited advice?
Be sure to eat a breakfast every morning (more than your usual 1/2 a candy and coffee!) before going to the convention. Something to soak up all that sugar!!!
oy traffic around chicago can be awful!
still love the city though and am planning on hopping a train there soon.
the grand luxe cafe in downtown = heaven. yum.
and i am so excited that i found a place nearby that sells caffarel gianduia 1865 (and other caffarel products). totally random, but i had to spread my joy, and what better place than a candy blog?
Sorry to hear about the tough travel…Glad you are there safe! Next year I will make sure you have a sandwich. Thanks for the shout out. Cant wait to read all about it! and please keep an eye out for any new developments in almond bark.
eliza - I didn’t get to see anything else besides what was on my walk up Printer’s Row (which was very nice) by the hotel. I really wanted to see The Bean, too!
desertwind - I tried to eat well, I really did. But I failed. The good thing was that I fasted more than I ate sugar, which is actually better for me in the long run.
erin - traffic wasn’t too bad, but then again I didn’t stray far - mostly from Wacker drive to the convention center were my boundaries (with Printers Row in between where I stayed).
OOh! Caffarel! I was hoping one of the importer booths would have their stuff ... sadly not.
crispin - aw, thanks. I did have some Lara bars with me, that got me through once I remembered they were in my carry on.
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