Martin Samuel, writing in the Daily Mail this September about some terrible train conditions and connections (or lack of) during the recent Rugby World Cup in England, referred to how one of Chicago’s hopes regarding the staging of the Ryder Cup in September 2012 was to encourage tourism to the city. However, he said, after airport facilities which meant “three-hour waits at immigration and mumbled complaints of ‘never again’, what should have been a great advertisement for a great city was more likely to have the opposite effect”.
How the memories came seeping back. Shortly before getting off the plane, I had started The Heart Broke In, a (very fine) novel by James Meek. By the time I was through the queue, I’d almost finished it. It’s 550 pages long. The words “booking a flight to Chicago” have since held a whole new meaning…
Flying into Chicago Airport, a place which does make the travel seem better than the arrrival
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