Back in Chicago
Imagine me sleeping contently against the plane window with my fleece blanket. Then imagine my surprise as a cold wetness wakes me up as it seeps through my pants--the flight attendant spilled an entire cup of Ginger Ale and ice all over me, my computer, my bag, and my book, and my teddy bear. Arg. At least it wasn't a Bloody Mary like the last time. Do I just have bad luck or does this happen often to other people?
To my pleasant surprise pg.120 of National Geographic has a nice piece on Portland' own Forest Park [the largest urban wilderness in the United States] included in their discovery zipcode 97210.
Imagine me sleeping contently against the plane window with my fleece blanket. Then imagine my surprise as a cold wetness wakes me up as it seeps through my pants--the flight attendant spilled an entire cup of Ginger Ale and ice all over me, my computer, my bag, and my book, and my teddy bear. Arg. At least it wasn't a Bloody Mary like the last time. Do I just have bad luck or does this happen often to other people?
To my pleasant surprise pg.120 of National Geographic has a nice piece on Portland' own Forest Park [the largest urban wilderness in the United States] included in their discovery zipcode 97210.
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