Dear Chicago
So.
2 days in stop start transit.
Another day spent in Anchorage.
And a night in Seattle.
The International Hostel, in downtown Anchorage was good to the Lonely Planet's word.
It was: "less than salubrious".
Then a night at an airport hotel in Seattle, no point cabbing it into town, early flight and all that.
Then.
So I finished up a quick call to home and went to board the American flight to Chicago.
That was 11am.
At 3pm, we were still sitting in Sea-Tac.
Fuel leak apparently.
Still, War & Peace by Tolstoy was going swimmingly but with the time difference between central and pacific it meant that Chicago would not be gained until midnight.
A further delay with bags at O'Hare Airport meant the night being written off aswell and a weary traveller checking in late to another "less than salubrious" Hostel.
Thursday was up early and the Sears Tower, Navy Pier and some bar-hopping of the evening.
The Hostel's a strange one alright, they're all different and though the location, which isn't great is mitigated by the subway / metro, there's a combination of things which just aren't adding up.
Firstly, the methadone clinic next door doesn't really do it for me.
Then the desk staff are a little bit "special" and in combination with the crapness of the facilities, no lockers, deposit and rental for everything. Let's just say I won't be missing this one.
However, despite the inauspicious start and the less than desirable digs, Chicago is actually starting to do it for me.
Lake Michigan has beaches, artifical but what of it, good subway and a pretty decent vibe.
Last night, the bar played shedloads of Wilco and actually ran the: "I am trying to break your heart" documentary, the making of the album: "Yankee Hotel Foxtrot".
That's not bad.
That's the sort of thing I could get used to.
Today, I took a trip down to the National Vietnam Veteran's Art Museum.
Some seriously intense stuff and a very worthwhile visit if you're in Chicago.
Harrowing, especially with alot of the exhibits consciously juxtaposed with the current engagement in Iraq.
Unsurprisingly, there weren't many other visitors.
Tie a yellow ribbon.
Current Listenin'
Wilco - Via Chicago
Ryan Adams - Dear Chicago
2 days in stop start transit.
Another day spent in Anchorage.
And a night in Seattle.
The International Hostel, in downtown Anchorage was good to the Lonely Planet's word.
It was: "less than salubrious".
Then a night at an airport hotel in Seattle, no point cabbing it into town, early flight and all that.
Then.
So I finished up a quick call to home and went to board the American flight to Chicago.
That was 11am.
At 3pm, we were still sitting in Sea-Tac.
Fuel leak apparently.
Still, War & Peace by Tolstoy was going swimmingly but with the time difference between central and pacific it meant that Chicago would not be gained until midnight.
A further delay with bags at O'Hare Airport meant the night being written off aswell and a weary traveller checking in late to another "less than salubrious" Hostel.
Thursday was up early and the Sears Tower, Navy Pier and some bar-hopping of the evening.
The Hostel's a strange one alright, they're all different and though the location, which isn't great is mitigated by the subway / metro, there's a combination of things which just aren't adding up.
Firstly, the methadone clinic next door doesn't really do it for me.
Then the desk staff are a little bit "special" and in combination with the crapness of the facilities, no lockers, deposit and rental for everything. Let's just say I won't be missing this one.
However, despite the inauspicious start and the less than desirable digs, Chicago is actually starting to do it for me.
Lake Michigan has beaches, artifical but what of it, good subway and a pretty decent vibe.
Last night, the bar played shedloads of Wilco and actually ran the: "I am trying to break your heart" documentary, the making of the album: "Yankee Hotel Foxtrot".
That's not bad.
That's the sort of thing I could get used to.
Today, I took a trip down to the National Vietnam Veteran's Art Museum.
Some seriously intense stuff and a very worthwhile visit if you're in Chicago.
Harrowing, especially with alot of the exhibits consciously juxtaposed with the current engagement in Iraq.
Unsurprisingly, there weren't many other visitors.
Tie a yellow ribbon.
Current Listenin'
Wilco - Via Chicago
Ryan Adams - Dear Chicago
posted by Christophe at 10:26 p.m.
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