Boston came and went. Our trip to the NBA hall of fame, perhaps the highlight of the trip, was over in a few hours. Then it was off to Niagra Falls. Amazing. Almost got put in jail by the US border police on reentry. Kelly freaked. (We stayed in a massive Ramada run by an Indian family. (with an in-house curry stop)

The finally, we trekked down to Chicago and then Milwaukee for the final stages of our trip. Chicago was beautiful, but not only because of the skyline — Chris and Kelly have such a great network of friends that really care for them, not to mention awesome parents. The ‘rents bought us a room for two nights at this great place where we along with tonnes of the Hollinden friend/family were staying — the event? Lollapalooza. Too much to talk abt there, but enough to say that I am now a big fan of “I love Barcelona” and I have gained an appreciation for the musical talent Silverchair. Right. Our trip with Chris and Kelly was too quickly over, and it was off to see Dad and Karen in Milwaukee.

Then back to Chicago for the Summit the following Tuesday. It was a packed 3 weeks. Now for the Summit - guaranteed adrenaline rush. Plus we get to see Julio, Latana, Ife, Al and Fabiana! (Bonus — Dad and Karen are also coming!)