My kind of town
Greetings, all. What day is it? I have been way out of whack for almost two weeks. I started a long-awaited vacation after work on Friday, July 11, and returned to work today. And, yes, I know that it's Wednesday. Isn't it? Anyway, the central event of this vacation was a trip to Chicago to attend our older grandson's basketball tournament there. So my wife and I counted up my Marriott hotel points and found out where our daughter and grandson would be required to stay by the tournament organizers ("stay and play" is what this is called, pretty common in youth sports) and identified a Marriott property where I could use my points. And if you visit here frequently enough, you know that I travel a great deal for my job and rack up hotel points routinely. I've always loved Chicago. Took our son there to see the Cincinnati Reds play the Cubs at Wrigley Field on the north side of Chicago in 1991. And this was before the Cubs ownership tur...