I am writing this while sitting in a nondescript hallway between Gates E & F in Terminal 2 of Chicago’s O’Hare airport, sucking power to recharge my laptop. Haven’t quite made to it Roanoke yet. Still, I’ve been managing to entertain myself all day, mostly with writing and taking photos. I am grateful to have my laptop, cell phone, a credit card to pay for wireless connection and for the abundance of power outlets available to plug in. And for the drunk business men who just walked by shouting “fah geezahs” and pretending they were Germans. Thanks for the laughs, fellas.