The next morning, I woke up at about 10 AM to have brunch with my good friend Kay. I wasn’t really hungry, so I requested that we eat something light. You see the night before, I stuffed myself with some deep dish pizza. And I haven’t fully recovered from over gorging. So my friend suggested that we have some sandwiches and a smoothies, and we went to Frullati’s Cafe on Clark Street. I ordered myself a Mango Pineapple Smoothie and split a Veggie Sandwich with Kay. After a good two hours of chit-chatting, catching up on stories, we said our goodbyes and I decided to take a stroll at the Millenium Park.
There you’ll find these massive bean and egg shaped pieces of artwork (for lack of a better description) that would surely attract anyone, both tourist and locals alike. Then there’s the state of the art open stage where people can just lie down on the grass while watching a concert. I heard Yo-yo Ma once performed there and attracted a huge crowd of people. There’s also Grant Park that resembles old Luneta in Manila (during the good days). And there I saw Buckingham Fountain in all it’s glory.
I then decided to check out The Art Institute of Chicago where I saw some very nice paintings similar to that of the Legion of Honor Museum back in San Francisco. I was also fascinated with their photography exhibit, my eyes were wide open the whole time. Photographs of Ansel Adams, Harold Allen, Jean Atget, Jonathan Bayer and a whole lot more. Images that I can only dream of taking. After a good four hours in the museum, my cellphone rang. It was my older brother reminding me of our dinner date the next day. By that time I realize it was getting late, I got out of the arts building and it was already dark and my legs aching. So I hailed a cab and went back to my hotel room. Ordered myself some steak and red wine, then knock myself to sleep. This is how I’ve always pictured my holiday, free to do whatever and whenever I want!