Chicago
So it's roughly a thirty hour Amtrak ride from NYC to Greenwood Mississippi, where I was gonna meet up with my southern folk. My particular trip had a twelve hour layover in Chicago, from eight to eight, which was one of the reasons I chose that ticket. I've never been to Chicago- my only contact with the city has been mobster movies and one boss I used to have who I always secretly suspected to carry a switchblade (Adam knows who she is), so the first thing that struck me is how incredibly beautiful the town is. Chicago lives right on the edge of Lake Michigan, and I mean right on the goddam edge;
like park your boat at the office close
a fact that they have embraced whole-heartedly. It's like the city started at the shore, and just radiated in a half-circle out from there. Here, check these out
That's a left-to-right of the edge of town. There's a little park, then water. It's just this giant wall of huge buildings that abruptly stops, and then there's some water.
That park that I mentioned is no slacker either
They took their time with this one, and actually created a really pleasant, relaxing space, instead to sodding an empty lot and putting a plaque up. This was true of everywhere I went in Chicago (disclaimer- that only includes an area roughly two miles in radius from the train station)- it's one of the few places that actually feels like an honest to god City, not just some town that got big. Not just any city either, but a real place with solid, palpable character and history. Look, I'm tired, just look at this shit and you'll get my drift
pictured: how it's done
The whole place has a very particular feel to it, and I mean to come back someday and really get to know Chicago. It seems like it'd be worth it.
Oh, also I did this for a while









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