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tafeanornI met my aunt, or I should say she met me) at Union Station and we jumped in a cab and went deeper downtown. She took me to a Cajun restaurant, Heaven on Seven, and we had a wonderful meal of Jambalaya and Gumbo.
The next stop on the grand tour was Millenium Park. We walked around the park, seeing the giant reflective bean (officially called the Cloud Gate), the Crown Fountain (two giant glass block “skyscrapers” that they project pictures of people’s face on, then have them spit water out of their mouths) and walked over a winding pedestrian bridge to a lakeside park.
(The links above go to other people’s pictures, since I locked my luggage in a locker at the train station and forgot my camera there.)
Our next stop was the Chicago Cultural Center, the former downtown library and an absolutely gorgeous building. Tiffany glass domes, mosaic tilework everywhere, elaborate coffered ceilings . . . it was beautiful. The artwork it displayed was nothing special.
A quick cab ride back to the train station and I said goodbye to Nancy. I got my luggage and caught the L to the airport. I got through security with no trouble this time and had nearly four hours to wait.
I got a horribly overpriced glass of wine and a greasy hamburger at the Fox Sports bar. My phone was about to run out of juice, so I found a plug and read for a while. Another man was doing the same thing and I got to hear all about his trip to Rome.
The plane was on time and I had a window seat, so I got some really nice views of the countryside as we chased the sun westward. I finished _The Carolingian Economy_ and will post about it later. I napped for about a half of an hour and we got in at 10:30 pm.
Chris and Becca were both there to meet me and it was very good to see them. We were home an hour later and I was beat, so I went straight to bed.
The next stop on the grand tour was Millenium Park. We walked around the park, seeing the giant reflective bean (officially called the Cloud Gate), the Crown Fountain (two giant glass block “skyscrapers” that they project pictures of people’s face on, then have them spit water out of their mouths) and walked over a winding pedestrian bridge to a lakeside park.
(The links above go to other people’s pictures, since I locked my luggage in a locker at the train station and forgot my camera there.)
Our next stop was the Chicago Cultural Center, the former downtown library and an absolutely gorgeous building. Tiffany glass domes, mosaic tilework everywhere, elaborate coffered ceilings . . . it was beautiful. The artwork it displayed was nothing special.
A quick cab ride back to the train station and I said goodbye to Nancy. I got my luggage and caught the L to the airport. I got through security with no trouble this time and had nearly four hours to wait.
I got a horribly overpriced glass of wine and a greasy hamburger at the Fox Sports bar. My phone was about to run out of juice, so I found a plug and read for a while. Another man was doing the same thing and I got to hear all about his trip to Rome.
The plane was on time and I had a window seat, so I got some really nice views of the countryside as we chased the sun westward. I finished _The Carolingian Economy_ and will post about it later. I napped for about a half of an hour and we got in at 10:30 pm.
Chris and Becca were both there to meet me and it was very good to see them. We were home an hour later and I was beat, so I went straight to bed.
