In 3 hours, we start heading to O’Hare to get me back on a plane. This is the third time I’ve left Evanston/Chicago for Atlanta, and each time I less want to even go back. Hopefully, Northwest can get me back there on the same day as was originally scheduled, but I’m not holding my breath on that one. We did go exploring a little yesterday after a monster day of unpacking, and went out to Lincolnshire to eat at the Red Robin. We really developed a taste for these joints back in Portland, and we were delighted to be able to eat at one again. It’s kind of a haul out in to really suburban suburbs – it makes Evanston look positively urban – but it was worth it. There’s also a Trader Joe’s on the way, something else we have missed from our Portland days.