Summertime in Chicago is perfect, it is the only time I visit. All of the other seasons sound quite brutal and fairly typical of a Blacksburg, VA winter. This time of year it is quite the opposite and although I was able to dodge the rain I couldn’t help from being wet from sweat while using my man-powered transportation methods.
Thank you to my host: Evie, and her roommates Eric and Olga for allowing me to crash at their place. Being awoken by the hymns from Evie’s keyboard accompanied by the smashing of the microphone really kicked the day off like a hot cup of joe. A big shout out to Snoopy for allowing me to sleep and feel comfortable this time around. (My last visit 2 years ago Snoop had quite the frisky attitude and attacked me during his nocturnal activities).
By no means did I intentionally leave my camera at home during the first few days of exploration, but after navigating the tight parking garage full of terribly parked vehicles, I kept leaving it behind. It worked out to be for the better because many of the days were hazy and wouldn’t have yielded much creatively.
Days wandering around big cities blasting some drum and bass in my ears and just exercising my legs and eyes are some of my favorite days. A few years back right after I got laid off from my first big boy job I flew up to Chitown on my birthday and did the same exact thing. And it made things feel a lot better. These big cities have diversity, they have people in a rush to make a meeting, homeless begging for change, tourists sightseeing and even regular-old, normal peeps. I find myself reflecting on how things just aren’t that bad in my life when I’m in the big city.