A couple days spent wandering around Chicago. This is the great benefit of this third shift stuff. Well, it's a benefit if you spend the day someplace cool, or it's a damned curse if you're somewhere boring. Luckily, there's way too much to do and see in Chicago in my daily 4-5 hours free than I can begin to touch upon, so one never need sit watching TV in the hotel all day, bored to sobs. Our present hotel is not near anything, but Chicago is a quick drive down from Appleton, and so I have my car to get around.
I do here what I always do--walk the streets at random, which all somehow seem to lead to Gino's East, a.k.a. The World's Best Deep Dish Spinach Pizza.
On with our tour.
I want to live here.
It's a close second place to my desired quarters in the Ansonia building at 73rd & Broadway in New York. Here, I would rent a four room suite on the 20th floor, and my fan mail could reach me at
The Allerton Hotel
Michigan Ave. at Superior
Very Raymond Chandler.
For all the years I've been coming here, I've only recently begun paying any attention to the Chicago River. Somehow the river here seems like some kind of obstacle the city planners have had to work around, something rudely interrupting the vast flatness that is the Midwest. Very different from, say, Paris, where the Seine is the life's blood of the city. But in the last decade there has been an explosion of residential construction on and near the river in Chicago, and this (or something) has caused me to pay more attention. Some river pictures.
I love this railroad bridge, a great teaser for some story we'll never know, some early 20th Century industrial engineer's Viagra moment (how does it stay up that way?).
Well, if you know there's no train coming, you can always use it for a grilling platform!
On a lark, I strolled past an open condo model, and stopped in to see what the 17th Floor would seem like (for a cool half million).
Very cool indeed (and I bet the view at night is breathtaking), but I bet for the mortgage you could live well at the Allerton!
Lastly, some cool architecture pics (or, to be linguistically accurate: some bad pictures of cool architecture).