This past weekend I went up to Chicago to visit my brother and check the Chicago Blues Festival. Unfortunately, my train was five hours late getting up there on Saturday. By the time I got there, the festival was winding down for the day. So, my brother and I caught a train out to his suburb and got a bite to eat.

I did get to check out an hour of Blues Fest on Sunday. There were six stages with some good Blues being played. Gibson had a stand set up where a dozen or so people could play Gibson guitars. I’ve never seen that before.

On the train ride home I sat next to a woman who graduated from high school with me and also went to the same college. We spent the train ride chatting. We caught up on each others’ lives and the goings-on in our hometown. Nancy, you rock!

I nearly cancelled the trip when I learned the train was late on Saturday. I’m happy now that I didn’t. Talking with Nancy made the trip worth it.