Of the city of architecture - Chicago VI

Allow me to present to you - the downtown of Chicago:

Some pillar by the roadside which I thought was pretty chio.

Buckingham fountain:

A statue by the roadside which again I thought was pretty chio.

Interesting looking building. Notice how each level has its own design?

Anonymous building:


Chicago Public Library:

I thought the carvings were really nice. Plus it is lion-shaped. Lion=Leo=My zodiac.

Mesmerizing lamp.

When I went inside the "Chicago Public Library", I couldn't find any library. But instead found myself inside the Chicago Cultural Center. The interior was beautifully decorated. A pity that the lighting was not suitable at all for photography. Try as I might, the photos still turn out blurry.

A still in progress building opposite "Chicago Public Library".

Thought the carvings were nice.

Pillars by the roadside that tell a story:


If I did not remember wrongly, the pillar tells stories of how Chicago was a fort for some war and how the people bravely defended the fort.
While reading the story, I noticed I was the only person standing there to read it while hundreds of people just walk past by.
Makes me feel very self-conscious that I am traveller in this city.
And also the feeling that somehow, I am the only one stranded with a slow pace.
Time to move on?
And join the bumbling crowd?

Think it is a hotel. Can't be sure. Couldn't find any signs.

Tribune Tower:

Chicago Tribune Tower.

Chicago Tribune is the newspaper I read everyday.
Ok la.
Honestly. The newspaper I TAKE everyday to play the Sudoku inside.
Nope. I don't read the news.

From far.

Again, I thought the carvings were really nice.

A church along the Magnificent Mile.

Inside the church.

The church was probably the last building I visited before heading back to IIT (the campus where my hostess are in).
When I went inside the church, there was only one lady there. I found a seat and planted myself there for several minutes.
As I rested, I was very conscious of how quiet and serene things had suddenly become.
Not trying to sound spiritual. Probably it is because of the sudden change of place.
But, I really felt that I was transported elsewhere as I sitted there by myself for a few minutes.
The serenity inside the church refreshed me.

Made me wonder of the pace the world is going at. Is everyone going too fast?
Or am I too slow?

Whichever it is, the rare moment of serenity help lift my spirits a little.

By the way, the Magnificent Mile is this stretch of road with lots of upscale boutiques and ultra-chic shops. It is probably a 禁地 to me.
I Wikipedia-ed it once, and if I am not wrong, they compare it to New York's Fifth Avenue and such.
Window shopping is probably the only thing I can do here. Can look. Can't touch. Definitely no buy.

People along the Magnificent Mile.

But probably I could afford a shoe polish?

You think they would let me in if I wear sandals?