It was nice to have all our band sets on the ballroom stage with the nice grand pianos. Last night’s trio set (at least it started that way, then Joe turned it into a "jam session") was in the room where I would have played in the "pianorama", had I not arrived late. Speaking of late - we really didn’t think we would get out on time (either), did we? I won’t even begin to describe the "drama". It happens sometimes. Suffice to say, I’m much calmer now. Flights are cancelled out of Bloomington (our "puddle jumper" to Chicago), and Robbie and I made our way (by cab) to a Hotel. Lucky us - an "Olive Garden" was across the lot (skating rink).