* We made it to O'Hare in record time! Our driver (Lyle) did a great time, the roads were fine on the Toll-Road, and we cruised into United's terminal (1) at just about 7 am (Indiana time... from here forward in this post, i'll use Chicago time).
* O'Hare was PACKED!!! There must have been 2,000 or more people milling through lines to try to get to a check in counter. We finally negotiated a Disney maze (you know... like the labyrinthine mazes they make you stand in to get on rides at Disney?) to find a TSA employee who told us that we'd have to go downstairs to check in through the Group Desk.
* So we did... negotiating the 2,000 people with all of our 1,000 pounds of love and gear, we traversed the milling masses and made it to the Group Desk.
* No Agent at the Group Desk.
* Waiting.
* More Waiting, with repeated assurances that there WOULD be an agent shortly.
* Agents finally arrive and are great! They bypassed 10 of our bags (which were each 2 lbs overweight) and didn't even charge us.
* Except that they mis-directed one of my bags. They didn't know which one. I checked a bag for Raj and also my suit bag which contains all of my clothes. So... either Raj will be happy (in which case i will SERIOUSLY stink by the time i come home) or i will be. Time will tell.
* We start the process through security.
* More Disney mazes.
* To get to the next round of Disney mazes.
* Culminating in a final round of Disney mazes.
* Ted Bryant, while looking around, chuckled and said, "And...tell me again why the 'airlines are hurting for customers'?" You wouldn't know it by looking around this morning.
* Everyone through security just fine. TSA employees are actually pleasant and helpful! Only John Negri stopped for a thorough frisking, but they couldn't find what was setting off the machines, so he was allowed to leave without anyone breaking out the latex gloves.
* 1/2 mile jaunt through terminal and concourses to now arrive at our gate, sitting it out for about an hour before we start boarding.
Initially i thought we'd not have enough time. Then, when the roads were clear, i worried that we'd have too much. As it turns out, however, just call me Goldilocks because everything turned out "just right".

