Slam Jam Evening One
Seressia May 2nd, 2008
Landed in O’Hare with nary a bump. Got off the plane eager for my first glimpse of world’s busiest airport. 6 pm and the place seemed a ghost town, so it’s possible that I arrive at the wrong time. Glad to avoid the crowds, moseyed to baggage claim, retrieved my bag, and called author Jackie Hamilton of JM Jeffries/Simone Harlow fame to see if her flight had arrived. She’d just landed and so had fellow author Edwinna Martin-Arnold, so we decided to converge and ride the shuttle in together.
And that’s when I discovered how freakin’ large O’Hare is. I was in Terminal 5. Edwinna’s plane landed in Terminal 3, and Jackie’s flight drew up in Terminal 1. That’s some hellified walking even with rolling bags. “There’d better be an appletini in my future,” was all I could think abot as a schlepped to Terminal 1 to meet Jackie. Edwinna wisely decided to head for the shuttle instead. So after I gathered Jackie we made our way out to the hotel shuttle area.
We got the last two seats on the shuttle. There was Wayne Jordan, Monique Lamont, some readers, and a few very scared looking salesmen. Jackie broke the ice by proclaiming that I would soon dance naked once I got a little tequila in me. (For the record, it takes a lot of tequila.) We immediately proceeded to further scare the salesmen by talking books, romance books. We had a rollicking ride–and made some new friends. Must have been that whole naked dancing thing.
Check in was smooth, ad hunger was foremost, so our illustrious group decided to head to Chili’s. Once there, I realized a Blue margarita was the way to go. Wayne abandoned us for another group of women, but that’s okay, he’d promised himself to them first. There were several groups of us there–you see a large group of black women, you go “Slam Jam/” and we nod and laugh and hug. It’s great!
Managed to not scandalize the Chili’s staff, but when the Wyndham shuttle came to pick us up, the Krispy Kreme beckoned So we had him pull up to the door and several of us jumped out to get a few dozen of the pastry crack. Back to the hotel we went, tipped the driver in Krispy Kremes and proceeded to camp out in the lobby with a large group of readers and writers. Fun times!
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