The Windy City Chicago Illinois

Posted by Yuka as World

Chicago Illinois, known as the windy city, or home of the White Sox is important to me for another reason. It was the first piece of American soil I’ve probably touched. Today I’ve visited the city again to renew my passport and the weather was amazing. It is in the middle of march and snow was falling on the city. Cars were still coated with the results of a hasty cleaning job and the lake was absolutely beautiful. The fact that the lake was frozen at least on thee surface gives tribute to the purity of the water, because the water has to be pretty pure to freeze at 3 degrees below zero. Also, the tiny hills of snow gives the surface a heavenly look, like seeing the top of a extremely dense cloud from a plane except the cloud stretches for as far as the eye can see. And an old building somewhere across the lake appeared like a heavenly gate. Now Chicago itself is a weird medium between agricultural towns like West Lafayette and urban metropolises like New York.

It doesn’t have the limitless clear skies or the forest of steel and concrete, which makes me feel kind of strange. I look out from the fifth floor of the embassy building and I can see the tops of other buildings, something never possible in the streets of New York, and the traffic was kind enough to let us through the city within a couple minutes, something not possible in many major cities. So maybethat’s why Chicago appeals to so many people, fresh lakes and good overall traffic.