Saturday, March 26, 2005
Via Chicago
We took the Indiana commuter train from East Chicago to Van Buren into downtown. After wandering down Michigan Ave, fighting the blustery, icy blast of a wind that sliced between the skyscrapers, we ducked down Monroe St, passing under the El, until we discovered Italian Village. The lunch special was tortellini in a cream sauce. After rum cake and shots of coffee we braved the frigid elements once more. Tuesdays are free at the Art Institute of Chicago. Picasso. Matisse. Monet. Kandinsky. My favorite was a Chagal. Later, we saw a man singing I’ll Fly Away at the train station.

posted by Peter at 12:45 AM
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