July 24, 2017
By the time I leave Chicago, I'm tapping my Ventra card to bus readers (?) and train turnstiles like a champ. Anyone watching thinks, "She's a native!" There's no way they can tell that several days ago I stood in front of the card machine, flustered as I tried to figure out how to buy a card and chortling that at home I'd be losing patience with tourists doing the same thing. But those who were certainly admiring my card-tapping can tell I'm not a native because I grin like an idiot and say, "Cool!" every time I do It.