Be'an in The Windy City

After spending the day in Chicago, I've definitely come to realise - summer is over.

The Windy City showed me just why she was christened with such a nickname as Glenn and I headed Down Town for the day. The wind whips through the city streets like a hot knife through butter and for the first time, I was confronted with the real cold of the north. Canada is certainly going to be an interesting experience...

But not even the cold could detract from the beautiful Chicago city. Beautiful doesn't even do it justice. When the clouds cleared long enough for the sun to pop its head out, you couldn't tell which was the city skyline and which was the sky. Every window in every skyscraper reflected the brilliant blue, creating a mozaic of sky and glass. 

Everything in Chicago - architecture, sculptures, gardens, pavements - is an opportunity to push the envelope in what is interesting and obscure. There's the art that hangs in meticulous position at the Chicago Institute of Art and then there's the gigantic eyeball that lies in the middle of the city for everyone to appreciate. Brick walls are covered in professional grafitti and gardens are filled with iron sculptures.

And then there's The Bean - a gigantic metal kidney bean which sits in the middle of Millenium Square. From every angle, the bent metal reflects obscure images of itself and the city, strange warped perspectives that make for the most interesting photographs. If my camera battery hadn't run out, I could have filled a few gigabytes worth just taking photos of every aspect of The Bean. It definitely lived up to the hype.

The more I see of Chicago, the more tempted I am to move here.

Ciao for now. xo