Arrived, realized my hotel is the spit of a cherry pit (or, for a saliva-less metaphor, a stone's throw) from "the Bean," aka the Cloud Gate, so I took a walk. Wow. This city is cool. I seriously dig the crazy bean.
Outside, inside, underneath, it is a wonder of weird and beautiful reflections.
Nearby, the Art Institute of Chicago:
The Pritzger Pavilion, which I can see from my hotel window:
And this really cool fountain/splash park/video installation.
These giant faces blink and spit water and stuff. They are so cool!
That's all for now. Exhaustion setting in. Colorful photos on the morrow. Cheers!