Drove to Chicago, all things go...

Well technically I flew, but then I wouldn't get to title this with a pretentious song lyric. I woke up this morning at the ungodly hour of 6:30 am. Honestly I don't know how normal working people do that sort of thing everyday. The whole reason I got into dancing was the sleep late/work late thing that apparently isn't actually even true. I mean here I am, traveling for a dance related reason (when do I ever do anything for a reason that isn't dance related though?) and I'm up at the crack of dawn.

Anyway, I'm stumbling around my apartment trying to finish packing everything and frantically debating which coat to wear. Right now on the east coast it's that weird part of winter where you've kinda acclimated to frigid temps so when it warms up to about 30 degrees you think it's summer. Luckily, my mother has instilled that voice in the back of my head that reminds me that I need a coat no matter how much of a tough Bostonian I think I am. Coat and leopard fuzzy hat finally decided on, I took a second to breathe and sit down for some yummy breakfast.

Chocolate almond granola, greek yogurt, and raspberries

This is probably one of my favorite easy breakfasts. When I'm feeling extra tired, or have forgotten to pick up almond milk AGAIN, I toss a little granola with greek yogurt and fruit and I'm good to go.

 Fast forward a cab ride, a long wait at the airport, two cups of coffee, a decent flight, and I'm in Chicago! I'm always surprised when I'm on an airplane for less than 6 hours. Having flown from coast to coast so many freaking times, I find that pretty much any other flight seems like child's play. I guess I'm becoming one of those annoying travel-savy people who can actually pack everything they need for the weekend in a carry-on bag. 

One of the things I like to do most in cities I'm not totally familiar with is take a long drive/train ride through them. It's really cool to see the sights of a city in one long panorama view. Throw on some acoustic indie music and you feel like you're in a low-budget Sundance film. I guess this is kinda a novelty for me since I don't own a car and end up walking pretty much everywhere I need to get to on a daily basis. Cause of this, I didn't even mind spending a hour on the L to get into the city after my flight. 

Chicago is a pretty amazing city. It's huge and loud and busy like New York, but there's something that is undoubtably midwestern about it. It seems like there's more space out here. Maybe that's just in my head, since I'm used to a studio apartment in Boston, but it definitely feels like I have more room to stretch my legs out here. 

Now I'm waiting for a friend, and then I'm heading in for an easy night before tomorrow where I jump into classes and new adventures!

Typography in Chicago?