Greetings from Houston Hobby, the first of my unexpected stopovers. I was suspicious when nothing was listed for a 5 hour flight. Can I just say that there's a special kind of misery in setting one's alarm for 3:45am? The best thing about getting up so early is that it can only get less early from then on. On to the next: Chicago!
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I used to love the taking the first Cleveland-Chicago flight of the day. You get to Chicago just before dawn for the end of blue hour. The lights of the street/grid stretch to the horizon in every direction.
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