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I intend to write about my Chicago vacation in detail soon–probably tomorrow–and link to a gallery of the hundreds of photographs I took while in the Windy City, which must surely be among the world’s greatest towns.

For now, though, I thought I’d reflect on something that struck me as interesting during some reading today.  Apparently I am not the only one who considers June 20 to be about the happiest day of the year.  I say about because I am a bit more partial to May 28 for personal reasons, but the first day of summer is the longest day, and in my eyes that makes it good for the same reason that late December is bad: dark = unhappy.

This year, as luck would have it, I spent June 20th fulfilling a lifelong dream of attending a Chicago Cubs baseball game at Wrigley Field.  It was everything I wanted it to be and more.

In any event, though the days are now getting shorter, there is still a long summer to look forward to, and a visit to our nation’s capital seems likely in November.  I am surprised how much I am enjoying travel.