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Chicago was a blast. Plenty of alcohol consumption, not a lot of sleep. It was fun meeting all of Liza's relatives. On Saturday night we met up with three of Liza's cousins from Houston to go clubbing. Her aunt was waiting for us at the club and she got us in for free, because her boyfriend is the bouncer for the VIP section. Just in case you were wondering, her aunt is in her 40s. When we left the club, exhausted at 3 am, she was still partying hard. That's pretty hardcore right there! On Monday morning, we were dropped off at the airport at 5 am. When we got up the desk, the clerk couldn't find our names so we showed her our itinerary. She pointed out that our flight was actually scheduled for the 4th, which was a Tuesday, not the 3rd! She got her supervisor and we were offered three first class tickets at an estimated $700 per ticket. It was a bit steep but we didn't have a choice. It was either that or drive straight to work from the airport on Tuesday. Luckily for us, after she had inputted our ticketing information, it only came out to $400 each. The first class seats were nice, but since it was domestic, it wasn't really that big but still a nice experience. Overall I think we all had a great time. It just seems that no matter where we fly to, something always seem to happen to us. I guess it makes for good stories later.
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