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We got back to Montreal yesterday morning just after midnight. Maj got us upgrades on United to business class, which was really a life-saver. There's a direct flight from San Francisco to Montreal, but it's 5 hours one way and 6 hours on another. This time traveling to California, we decided to split up the flight, stopping in Chicago about halfway between.

Returning was a good flight. We were comfortable, there was room, Amita had enough space to play on the ground and sleep comfortably on our laps. Maj: "Business class isn't anything fancy; it's just enough space, good service and quality food that you feel like a human rather than like livestock."

The only downside was that Chicago O'Hare is a half-ass airport. For one of the most (the most?) visited and transited airports in the world, it's really skimpy on services inside the security area. There aren't any big restaurants or nice bars or stores inside the B and C concourse; just stand-up kiosks. We walked halfway across the airport to find a pub to eat at.

Probably the best thing about the airport is the giant brachiosaurus skeleton in B concourse. Amita June couldn't stop looking at it; she ran from foot to foot banging it with her hand. Good for her; it's a pretty neat thing to see in a boring airport.