Barton Fink Hotel again

It's a strange old building with odd features, like this in the hallway:

But the room is cheery enough, and the air conditioning (which is much needed today--I always forget how MOIST Chicago is in comparison to Flint) is working well. And I'm on the 12th floor, and you can't beat that.

And Simon will appreciate this:  I was able to park the car by pulling through the space which allows for easy exiting, which is a source of true happiness when trying to back this overstuffed car out of a parking space and trying to avoid hitting another car (which SOME PEOPLE can't quite manage, not mentioning any Simons).