I knew there was a reason I don't fly United...
Was it the sun and surf of a Florida beach? No. The Papa, Mama, and Multiple Baby Alligators alongside the road? Nah. Käthe and I narrowly defeating my parents in a cutthroat round of miniature golf? Mmmm, maybe, but no. The manatees, dolphins, stingrays, wild pig, or live armadillo? Nope.
The coolest thing I saw over break was this guy, at one of the departure terminals at O'Hare.
What, the guy in white? So he appears to have pulled up in the white SUV, parked in the middle of a lane, dropped someone off, hauled their luggage out of the back, then headed towards the terminal - what's so special about that, you ask?
Let's look closer.
A-ha! Aforementioned guy is WEARING A BATHROBE. Only a bathrobe. While walking around O'Hare on one of the busiest travel days of the year. And although there's a weird shadow in this picture, no, he does NOT appear to have anything on underneath it. All that's sticking out of the bottom are hairy legs and - yes - thongs/flip-flops/shower shoes.
And you might ask, as I did, if the guy had enough time to grab a bathrobe to take someone to the airport, why wouldn't he have had enough time to grab, say, a pair of pants? Or a shirt, perhaps? Maybe BOTH?
The funniest part was probably how nonchalant he was about the whole thing. Or perhaps his jaunty wave to the limo to make it stop for him as he crossed two lanes of traffic. Or maybe the way my cousin almost drove into the car in front of us when my mom said, "Umm, that guy's wearing a BATHROBE," then rolled my window down while I was digging for my camera to make sure I could get a clear shot.
The other stuff was good, but this wins top spot.