I’ve been putting off writing this post for a long time. My emotions are so overwhelming and there’s so much information in my head that I feel this will be one of my longest posts. Fear has big eyes, but hands do the work. But when my eyes are full of fear, even I can’t force myself to do anything... Actually, I was inspired to write this by the show "Orel i Reshka". I rewatched their Chicago episode and realized how differently this city appeared to us. In general terms, it was the same, but still... no. Let’s start with the fact that when I went to Chicago for 5 days, I only had $300 on my card, so I felt just like Zhanna from the show. I found a couch, an amazing couch. Ken gave me an entire room, not just a sofa. He spent the whole day with me, showing me the city's sights and telling me all the "rules" of Chicago. What rules? To be honest, the rules were just for me. He didn’t tell other couchsurfers this. So, these were personal streets where I could walk in dresses/skirts, what times I could take the subway, which cafes I could go to and which I couldn't, and much more. Ken is a real man and a couchsurfing host from heaven; whoever visits him will be absolutely happy. What else is great about his apartment? He can host 3 "surfers" at the same time; he has 3 extra rooms. So during that time, I met people from Poland, Germany, and Brazil. An incredible experience. And all without leaving the house. So, what was I saying... First of all, I really wanted to visit Millennium Park and, strangely enough, see those very "air gates" (Cloud Gate). They are incredible in size, and because of the mirror surface, you see all the beauty of the skyscrapers standing around. Next, the famous fountain. Two large structures with faces (of Chicago residents) that periodically make the letter 'O' with their lips and artificially spray water. This action didn't impress me much, but it’s still unusual and quite interesting. And it’s especially interesting to watch the people waiting for it. Walking up a small staircase, you will see several sculptures of faces, flat faces. Against their background, the world seems to distort. Now that’s what I call a master’s concept. Maybe it’s not great art, but it’s mesmerizing. After the park, we were quite hungry, and Ken decided to take us to a very beautiful place, a cafe with such a wonderful view. I wish I remembered its name. But the view from there is stunning, especially if you get a table on the balcony. But I must say, it’s not a cheap pleasure. Of course, it depends on how much you eat. If anyone is interested in the pricing, you are welcome to send me a private message. After a hearty meal, we went to the Art Institute of Chicago. To say how this "museum" shocked me is probably an understatement. And in a bad way. Entering the institute, you go up to the second floor... my advice: go forward, then left, and go down quickly; there is nothing interesting on the second floor. So many mediocre exhibits. In my understanding, the first impression should evoke delight, but they cluttered the first halls with some paintings by untalented artists—my apologies to the creators, but... For example, "ZERO", how can you present something like that to the public? My brain was indignant at every "work". Going downstairs, you will stumble upon a room with video art. I still don't understand this clown; why, for what purpose? Although everyone who entered laughed and came out a little happier. And here is the climax: you go down in the elevator even lower, and there it is—the sweet prize for your suffering. First, two halls of very beautiful photographs. Second, an incredible hall with Egyptian pottery. Third, an Indian theme located in three halls. And fourth, three spans with incredible miniature rooms. The rooms shocked me. Really. It’s just cosmic. What golden hands and eyes you must have to create something like that. Everything is thought out to the smallest detail, how a person will move from room to ro
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