Like Ryan Adams, I’m out of love for New York lately, perhaps prompted by all our other recent trips to other American cities.
Favorite things from our Chicago trip:
Southwest‘s consistently on-time airplanes (at least on our route, and despite stomach-churning turbulence).
Seeing friends I’ve known for 30 years.
The bird display at the Field Museum.
A three-hour, three-bottle of champagne dinner at La Madia.
Taking a rowdy cab ride with four generations of my family.
The sewing machines at AllSaints Spitalfields, which I mistakenly took to be a gothic Singer rave.
Ditching the big camera for some iPhoneography.
Watching my five-year-old fall in love with travel.
















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