Failville, USA
So it took me six hours and roughly two hundred and fifty dollars to get from downtown Chicago to Merrillville, Indiana this evening.
Let me put that into perspective for you:
That’s about the amount of time it takes to fly from Chicago to Western Europe.
That’s about the cost of RT flight from Chicago to just about anywhere in the continental United States.
I can’t even get into the specifics of the comedy of errors that this universe is putting between me and a weekend visit with my friend, but just know that I am not dead in a snowed out ditch alongside I-65 but instead I am in a non-smoking double room at a Red Roof Inn in NW Indiana praying that I am the only living thing in this bed right now and that this godforsaken state gets its shit together tomorrow and pays some plow dudes to go to work so that I can see my friend.