All I Can Do Is Laugh

My third attempt at leaving Europe begins on Tuesday morning and will hopefully end at 4pm in Chicago. Don't worry about me, folks.  I'm hanging out with Waltraud and Diana and occasionally running about the city to do something interesting and keep me from thinking about the traumatizing airport experiences I have been having recently.  I don't really feel like I have anything to complain about.  I get to stay a few more days (although most of them are spent in lines at the airport), and there are literally thousands of people here who are stuck in airports around the continent. *Pause...Waltraud just handed me a sleeping bag because Diana has a few friends coming tomorrow and something about sheets and me and a sleeping bag...and...I think I am confused.  I'm going to use every form of bedding I currently have including the sleeping bag because I am cold and tired... Unpause*  The other great thing about being stranded is that you get to keep reading my hilarious blog posts.  Whew.  I'm going to to go sleep now even though it is 2:41 pm.  I think this is called a nap.