Anyway, so we arrived on Thursday at just before noon. We checked into the hotel (which is right on the edge of downtown on Michigan Ave. and Congress). Then we headed to a Thai place for lunch and on to our site for observation. We made it to the far side of the 90+ acre peninsula before it began to rain. Five of us decided that we could out run the impending rain and took off running down the bike/running paths. We did not beat the rain - the front of me was dry, the back of me was soaked. Good times. We then went up to the top of the Sears' tower (once the tallest building in the world) to catch the city from above. The day ended with going to the self-proclaimed best Chicago-style pizza place. That was Thursday.
Friday (yesterday): long day. We rode the L ($2 per ride!) to IIT- Illinois Institute of Technology ... awesome campus. The student center is designed by Rem Koolhaus, and Crown Hall (architecture building) by Mies Van deRohe, which we study in our arch. history class. We took the L again to University of Chicago. We walked the blocks that encompass the school and walked a short couple of blocks to Frank Lloyd Wright's Robie house - an architectural icon. And understandably, the rest of the world outside architecture nerds has no idea. Ten of us walked about 40 minutes to an Italian restaurant uptown, had great food, lots of laughs, and got out about 11pm. Another good day.
And now it is today (Saturday). We will be heading to the site again shortly and then about noon-ish hit up Millennium Park.
On May 16th of this year my dad died. I spent the majority of the last three months trying not to grieve (along with jumping from country to country). I just did not want to be that messy person with uncontrolled outbursts and an uneasy temper. Then, as of a week ago, I decided that I needed to grieve - what ever that means. I tried to force emotion to come so that I could reconnect and move on. And now, as of just a couple of days ago, I think that I am now to the point where I simply want to be (and I know that my pastor suggested this months ago). I do not want to try to be anything or not be anything. Just be. When I get angry or hurt or lonely, okay. When I am just living and not even considering death, okay. You know, this philosophy sure makes life easier. I am glad that most people do not hold expectations for this era of change, but I am relieved to discover that I don't have to either. As I learned to say in Mexico: Gracias a Dios.