As told by Jenn Burris… our meetup in Chicago
Well I was in terminal 1 and Donna was in terminal 3. Which is about 1.5 miles distance. After about three different configurations of luggage Because I couldn’t find a cart. I finally tied the two suitcases with four wheels together with my jacket, balanced my backpack on it and pushed it with one hand while dragging the other one. Every time I came to a dip by pedestrian walk way everything fell and I had to rearrange. This lasted for twenty minutes and I still wasn’t out of terminal 3 yet. And then finally as I neared the curve to terminal 2 I found a cart. Took me a quick 7 minute brisk walk that would have taken me thirty+ without the cart and I finally made it to terminal 1. Donna called me wondering if I was ok...I was on the wrong level. Took me about five minutes to find the elevator...missed the text saying her baggage claim had changed. When I finally made it to her...poor thing was the last one at her carousel. It took us about 15 minutes to find the bus shuttle. Donna’s bags kept falling off the cart while we were crossing the street. We finally made it to the airport shuttle.... I hope you have thoroughly enjoyed this saga! Love you!
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