The view from my hotel room in Chicago offered a view of the office building across the street; it was like a mural, only one that changed from minute to minute. If my trip had been a couple of days longer, I would have started to figure out whose schedule demanded late hours at the office.
in a hotel room
I had a free morning the other day in Chicago and so I wandered over to see what was going on in Millennium Park.
Now I can’t decide which I like better – the way the red leaves are reflected in Cloud Gate, or the way the sculpture itself disappears against the sky…