Chicago
- Seattle
Part 2: The 4th of July
The train station is not
very prominent on the outside, unlike the grandiose European
train stations, where you don't even need to see a train to
know what the building is. Union Station is great on the inside
though. It is one of those movie train stations, where the
male lead runs after the love-of-his-life female lead who
is a minute away from departing for the other side of the
country. At least that's what the main hall looks like. I
pick up my ticket. Wow, Chicago - Seattle! So I really am
doing this ...
On my way back to the hostel
I get some food for the upcoming train journey. I'm seriously
running out of errands. Now I'll have to get organized and
be a tourist. More and more people are on the streets, going
to the park. I knew 4th July was a big deal, but I didn't
know it was this big! There's a pretty bad headache starting
at the back of my head. It must be jet-lag.
Back at the hostel I start
talking to my Canadian room mate. She suggests I go see the
fireworks in the evening. Perfect! I just hope I stay awake
till then. It's not just jet-lag - I slept less than 4 hours
the night before.
I do manage to stay awake
until the evening. A shower helps. And the air conditioning
- I'm too cold to fall asleep!
Grant Park is very crowded.
It is not just because of the fireworks, there's also Taste
of Chicago, a huge food fair held at the park. Still I manage
to find the perfect spot on the waterfront. The fireworks
are spectacular. I am truly in awe. I have seen some great
fireworks in my life, and these are probably right up there
next to northern lights.
I get back to the hostel at
10pm and fall asleep almost immediately. Some time in the
middle of the night the fire alarm goes off, but really I
am woken up by an American woman telling me to leave the room.
I manage to get my shorts on and pretty much sleepwalk out.
Ten minutes later, after the fire fighters have checked everything,
we're allowed to go back. Again I fall asleep immediately.
Part 3: Magnum
Double Caramel
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