So I know room service is a complete rip-off.
And I am perfectly aware that there exists not one, not two, but three restaurants in this hotel…including a cafeteria-style eatery full of delicious, fair-priced food and a full-service Starbucks.
But having passed out at 3am whilst flipping through cable TV,
Waking up at 5am (because I am still on east coast time and so accustomed to getting very little sleep at night),
Drifting back to sleep in the luxurious king-sized bed,
Waking up three hours later with a slight hangover and the realization that I have nothing to do,
And…

You guys, I am writing this while sitting in an airplane, 33,860 feet over the state of Illinois. How friggin COOL is that?!?? Yeah, yeah, yeah…I know in-flight WiFi has been around for a while now, but it’s been years since I’ve flown, so you can’t blame a girl for having geekgasms over this technological wonderment.
Fluffy widdle clouds over Illinois
Per usual Jenny fashion, travel has not been mundane thus far. It began with a devastating discovery: a white hair, plainly visible among my dark-brown-almost-black hair. It’s only my second-ever white hair (the first was during a particularly stressful…