{"id":1917,"date":"2013-06-10T21:04:20","date_gmt":"2013-06-11T02:04:20","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/zurekbrau.com\/blogs\/richsblog\/?p=1917"},"modified":"2013-06-10T21:04:20","modified_gmt":"2013-06-11T02:04:20","slug":"home-sweet-home-day-4","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/zurekbrau.com\/blogs\/richsblog\/?p=1917","title":{"rendered":"Home Sweet Home: Day 4"},"content":{"rendered":"

Sunday morning was our last day in downtown Chicago.\u00a0 We decided to go back to Yolk since was so delicious the first time.\u00a0 It was full with a 15 minutes wait.\u00a0 No problem.<\/p>\n

I forgot to mention the man we had to pass each morning on our way to the restaurant.\u00a0 He was an older guy, but it was really to determine his age.\u00a0 Surprisingly, he was very well spoken and seemed somewhat intelligent.\u00a0 He was dancing around and talking to folks as they passed.\u00a0 On Saturday, we were the lady Juliet and her Romeo.\u00a0 On the way back past him, we were m\u2019lady and kind sir.\u00a0 All of this was in an exaggerated English accent.\u00a0 On Sunday, he addressed us as that beautiful couple.\u00a0 I don\u2019t remember the greeting he had as we left.<\/p>\n

We were seated at the bar area where we could watch the action.\u00a0 There was one guy on our side of the grill window.\u00a0 He was organizing trays for the servers to pick up and take out.\u00a0 Another guy on the grill side was taking the orders out of the machine and assigning them to a cook.\u00a0 All of this was done in a loud shout over his shoulder without turning around.\u00a0 Pretty impressive.\u00a0 Of course, they were yelling and I could barely hear them over the noise of the place.\u00a0 Everyone was talking over each other.\u00a0 My ears were never so glad to leave.<\/p>\n

We decided we had time to get the earlier train home.\u00a0 So we packed our bags, paid the bill, and went out to catch a cab.\u00a0 We walked up to the cab stand in the Hilton.\u00a0 A cabby was just dropping a fare.\u00a0 I\u2019m afraid I broke etiquette and asked him to take us.\u00a0 The doorman agreed to let him.\u00a0 We had to pay the doorman he share of the booty to help put the bags into the trunk.\u00a0 We were whisked down State St to Madison and dropped in front of the train station in a matter of minutes.\u00a0 Then the cabby got his fare and his share of the tip.<\/p>\n

We went in, purchased our tickets, and wandered out to the tracks to find the train.\u00a0 Luckily, it was boarding already.\u00a0 We found a car that was relatively empty and stowed our bags.\u00a0 I got settled in with my magazines and Rick worked on his Sudoku.\u00a0 The conductor came in and grilled the ladies behind us on the amount of luggage they had and where it had be placed.\u00a0 They had managed to stuff it in behind the seats.\u00a0 There were four of them with three bags a piece for an overnight adventure downtown.<\/p>\n

I volunteered Rich to help them put some of the bags in the overhead as the conductor asked.\u00a0 They really could reach up there by themselves.\u00a0 They thanked Rich and praised him for being nice.\u00a0 I still don\u2019t think that made him think any better of me for volunteering him.\u00a0 I\u2019d want help though.<\/p>\n

Rick was just pulling into the station when we arrived.\u00a0 We went down the ramp and loaded into the car for the ride home.\u00a0 Sascha was there and so glad to see us.\u00a0 We each got a hug, but I think Rich is the one she missed the most.\u00a0 She followed him around and promptly arranged herself across his feet when he sat down to his desk.\u00a0 She definitely has a soft spot for Rich.<\/p>\n

I miss walk around and getting to things, but I love my gardens, my dog, and the great outdoors.\u00a0 I say this after spending an hour or so on the patio brushing the blowout from Sascha\u2019s coat.\u00a0 There is Husky hair everywhere now.\u00a0 We took Sascha for a walk.\u00a0 She only went after the rabbit and didn\u2019t bother with the squirrels too much.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s good to be home and we have stories to tell everyone.<\/p>\n

\"Sascha<\/a>
Sascha missed her Daddy<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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