A photoblog and other things

UPDATE: Doh! I forgot to set the proper viewing permissions on the photos. They should all be viewable now.

Are now online here

They include pictures from:
– a downtown Chicago river cruise (Chicago has some awesome architecture)
– a visit to a blues bar on the first night of my trip
– Northwestern University in the Evanston area (the monarch butterfly and squirrel pictures)
– A Baha’i faith house of worship
– Pictures taken from Sears tower
– Pictures of Millennium park
– Subway pictures

and I think that’s about it.

There are no pictures of a chocolate milkshake from Wiener Circle, a place where at about 4am in the morning you can get a Chicago-style hotdog, verbally abused and shocked. There is no change from a $20 note for a hotdog and a “milkshake” that you can get from an African-American woman. The milkshake, by the way, is not listed on the menu.

First off, I’d like to thank Su-Yin and Chi-Hoong for being fantastic hosts and laying the groundwork for an absolutely bloody awesome weekend in Chicago. I had a blast. I can’t write about everything that happened because that would constitute a best-selling book, and this is but a blog. I’ll post updates when I haven’t got writer’s block.

UPDATE: Before I hit the sack tonight, I must share the lack of luck I had when journeying back from Chicago to Fort Lauderdale. I was feeling pretty damn sleepy when I arrived at the airport and thought I could use the extra space afforded in Economy Plus class – a whole 5 inches of extra leg space! – to help me get to sleep. For the privilege I had to pay an extra $30.

However, when I got to my seat I could not believe the size of the guy sitting in the window seat next to me. He was massive. He was so big that his arms rested horizontally on his stomach. There was no way in the world that the arm rest that should have separated us could have been pulled down because a fair bit of his body was on my side of the seat. While I had some extra space to stretch my legs I had very little space width-wise. Fantastic. Not only was he big but he also seemed to be putting out a lot of body heat. I couldn’t get enough air conditioning on myself to cool down.

Needless to say I did not get a lot of sleep on the flight back. I would have taken a picture of this “little” scenario with my phone but the field of view of the camera was too narrow.

This is somewhat of a sad post. I just learned that an old friend who I went to primary and high school back in Australia died in an motorcycle accident last night. Although I didn’t keep in contact with Rob much since I started Univerisity, there are things that come to mind when his name is mentioned:

– Him not allowing me to play on the play equipment with the other people in my class back in early primary school. I don’t know why he did that, but I remember standing up to him one day and saying something like “I will play with my other friends because I want to!” We got along fine after that.

– His brother Brian elbowed Steve in the stomach during a (was it 300m?) lap around the oval on sports day in primary school. I was asked if this ever occurred and I said “no”. I could have said “I didn’t see it” or I could have actually stood up for Steve but I didn’t. I’m pretty sure I did see it happen, and told Steven I saw it happen, but I said the opposite anyway. What character I had back then!

– His ability to get on Damo’s nerves in highschool. Rob knew exactly how to pi$$ him off. Awesome.

– Him playing in our hockey team in the early days. Yes, that fantastic 1987 grand final picture of me with the big head. I’m pretty damn sure Rob was there.

– Him working at the winery.

– His 21st birthday party. I recall watching a Marilyn Manson concert or something like that there.

– The fact that he rode a motorbike.

– And last, but most certainly not least, his obsession with video games. I remember Chad and I went to visit him at his place but pretty much the whole time he was playing the Playstation 2 while we were talking to him. He loved his video games.

– Did I mention he liked video games?

This is the one thing bites the most about being all the way over here. Whatever happens to someone back home I feel so completely displaced. I would love to be back in Australia right now and just be with my friends to chat about Rob.

RIP mate.

I’ve been looking forward to this afternoon for a while now, for it is this afternoon that I fly off to Chicago to visit “Choza” and “da Boss“. I’ve got a list of places I want to see and a lot of things I want to do. Hopefully I can forget about the backlog of work I have to do at the moment. There is so much stuff I have to get done it’s incredible. Ahh well, such is life.