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Rain! Rain! We got UTTERLY SOAKING SOPPING WET yesterday in the delicious, delicious rain, as we attempted to walk from the Field Museum to Navy Pier. We ran for shelter in a parking garage when it started, and perched on an inside wall to watch the rain roar down in sheets, so thick that we couldn't see the Sears Tower two bridges away.
The roaring wind drove the rain to our perch, so it cloaked us in mist. The wind was so loud - only it was hard to tell if it was just the wind outside we heard, or the cars, or the wind swooping, uncanny, through the parking garage.
The drains couldn't keep up with the water: it eddied around the edges of the grates, curling into tiny whirlpools. Across the inlet, it fountained out of a drain into the water, kicking up white froth.
Afterward, we went to see Chicago's Bean - that's the famous mirrored sculpture; but we couldn't get close to it with so much electricity in the air. Two guys walked past with vast leaves twisted over their hair: makeshift umbrella hats.
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Then we went back to the apartment, took off our sopping socks, and introduced Maggie to the joys of Downton Abbey. There are few things in life quite as satisfying as showing someone else the first episode of Downton Abbey, then basking blissfully in their desire to watch the whole rest of the series RIGHT THEN, never mind that it's midnight and they have to leave at a reasonable hour the next morning.
It's a pity you guys live at all corners of the globe, because otherwise I would make chocolate chip cookies and throw a Downton Abbey party. Watch it, everyone!
The roaring wind drove the rain to our perch, so it cloaked us in mist. The wind was so loud - only it was hard to tell if it was just the wind outside we heard, or the cars, or the wind swooping, uncanny, through the parking garage.
The drains couldn't keep up with the water: it eddied around the edges of the grates, curling into tiny whirlpools. Across the inlet, it fountained out of a drain into the water, kicking up white froth.
Afterward, we went to see Chicago's Bean - that's the famous mirrored sculpture; but we couldn't get close to it with so much electricity in the air. Two guys walked past with vast leaves twisted over their hair: makeshift umbrella hats.
***
Then we went back to the apartment, took off our sopping socks, and introduced Maggie to the joys of Downton Abbey. There are few things in life quite as satisfying as showing someone else the first episode of Downton Abbey, then basking blissfully in their desire to watch the whole rest of the series RIGHT THEN, never mind that it's midnight and they have to leave at a reasonable hour the next morning.
It's a pity you guys live at all corners of the globe, because otherwise I would make chocolate chip cookies and throw a Downton Abbey party. Watch it, everyone!
