tiredAfter somewhat recovering from the move-in, it was high time for dinner. Lisa and I walked back over toward the Union Station area and beyond that to Greektown, where we ate in one of the places there where we ate during our layover on the way to Montreal three years ago — nothing fancy, but we were happy with it.
On the way back, we confirmed where the nearest Red Line subway station entrance was to the hotel. (State & Lake streets) We'll need to know that on Friday in particular for the trip to the Giants game. It was also good to confirm that it's about a fifteen minute walk to the station from the hotel. With the Business Meeting apparently starting at 10 AM Friday according to updated schedule information, we have a little better chance of missing less of the game than we originally feared, as long as the meeting doesn't run particularly long.
We did a brief look around some of the convention space, finding ourselves at Sales To Members, where Lisa convinced them to sell her a T-shirt now (even though they weren't actually open) by dint of having exact change so she would have a Chicon shirt to wear tomorrow.
We were not particularly adventurous today, and while I like sleeping on the train, I'm not sure exactly how restful it is. I hope I sleep more soundly tonight. Lisa's cough is improving slightly, but I suspect that I'll be the one with bronchitis by the time we head home next Tuesday. This saddens Lisa.