Last morning in this fine apartment.
Alexander Calder’s Red Flamingo, 1973-4. You know I love it. I had many peeks at this guy over the week but this was my only chance to get it without cars and buses and crowds. It’s different from every angle.
Like a city should have, we L-ed it right into the airport and had an uneventful journey home. See Ya Chicago!
I missed all the Frank Lloyd Wright, of which there is so much to see and admire. I didn’t get my Chicago hot dog. I didn’t see any music. I didn’t get to walk on the Lakefront Trail. We might have walked some on The Magnificent Mile at some point, I’m not sure. We didn’t get into the Aquarium, the Planetarium, or the Zoo. I didn’t get to the Buckingham Fountain even though we could see it out the window. I missed the main train station… I’m going to stop listing now, clearly I could go again and enjoy myself entirely!