Chicago is a bit of a blur to me at this point. We went to see the Alder Planetarium, the Shedd Aquarium, The Art Institute of Chicago, The Field Museum, and two days worth at the Museum of Science and Industry. We also visited Cloud Gate (nicknamed “The Bean”), ate the original Pizzeria Uno Chicago Deep Dish Pizza, saw the Trump Building, Sears Tower, Chicago River, Lake Michigan beachfront, The Chicago Tribune building, froze our assets some days, but dined al fresco one evening in shirt sleeves. Very interesting weather patterns.
I met Cousin Pip, Uncle Mr. GT, and Auntie Glenda for the first time. We helped make cute critters with a 3-D Printer (ours is named Random), ventured pretty close to a tornado, and saw a Tesla coil fire off. We went in a coal mine, saw sun spots and prominences through the telescope at the observatory, saw Van Gogh’s bedrooms and other famous artworks, and viewed all the stages of embryotic life (Happy called them babies in bottles, but that’s not quite the way they are currently displayed, just what she recalled from her childhood visits.
We all go home now. Uncle Mr. GT and Auntie Glenda will be flying out, and Happy and Mr. Happy will be driving back, but hopefully a different way than they came, given that they ended up under the El where there was no GPS signal. Uncle Mr. GT and Mr. Happy also ended up a street level down once without us: we were spared that fear, and at least they went down only one street under. The city has three levels of streets in some places, not cross streets but literally running just one on top of the other. We would have been terrified.
The streets are flooded now with football fans, all here for the NFL Draft that started yesterday and won’t end until tomorrow some time. We plan to run away first, back to our real lives. It was a grand adventure, and we are so glad we could be included. The next excitement will be June when Auntie Glenda and Pip come to spend the month with us. Whoo-hoo!!! Go Chicago!!
Mr. Happy’s driving in the city scared us just a bit, rather like a thrill ride we didn’t mean to board. We recommend public transport or cabs.
-Photo credit: Uncle Mr. GT Herbert