I've been away a few days taking holiday (or vacation). I visited my family in small town Ohio. Before that, I landed in Chicago -- perhaps my favorite US city because it is easier than New York or LA and sits beside a turquoise blue lake. 
My memories here began with weekends at my college roommate's apartment. Her first job was here; mine in Michigan.
Since then, there have been girl's weekends, shopping frenzies, 40th year in University (just north of Chicago in Evanston), romantic get-aways, business meetings ended way too late with mornings that arrived way too early, huge trade shows.
Although the Windy City never quite captured my heart as has Zurich -- like a love that somehow is not the one of your life, even if you want it to be -- I felt like I was staying with a long-cherished friend, even in a hotel.
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