Cooled down in nearly men's only coffee shop by Wrigley Field until reading in a nearly woman's only bookshop (thanks WOMEN & CHILDREN FIRST BOOKSTORE) -- got a t-shirt. Hello Mad, Wendy, Paul from U of I, Lois and Tamara from Italy, the Windy City MHC gang, and Sarah from the WCF book club who I just bet but who HAD READ THE BOOK ALREADY, WOW.
5am is peaceful in the Windy City: Pink on the lake, boats bobbing like they own it. Tall gold buildings getting gold. A shimmering stadium, a silver Bean, a zoo with a new baby sloth.
Indiana yawning. Ohio just over there.
Pennsylvania for blink.
Peanutbutter with a plastic spoon.
New York glows a little with watering eyes.
A motel? Repulsive. Keep going.
Tolls paid with sticky quarters.
A campground? Not after Montana.
Keep going to Lenox and Kelsey Starr with the kids in THE BOOKSTORE in Lenox, Mass, with pretzels -- which were kind of hard to find -- and wine bar. Thanks Colin, thanks Matt! See you on the next book!
10,000 in this car + 1400 in Nancy's in Alaska + 2000 in New England before, then there are the flight miles, someone should do the math. After this nap on the back porch. After two naps maybe + a play + a haircut + shop talk with Teri from the Seattle writers gang (amazing) + a swim to Victory Rock + a sticky bun or part + jam on toast (peanut butter ruined for the moment) + a book + a walk up Cardigan with Pearl who fell on the ground upon my arrival -- cried, both -- at this apparent Resurrection.
xo Mom and Dad for the car.
xo Team Sidewinder, you know who you are.