The last word on my recent trip to Chicago goes to a quiet Saturday morning I spent walking along Lake Michigan. Sometimes on solo trips, I find a need to just stop running from place to place or event to event and “just be” for a bit. In a big city like Chicago, this can be a bit of a challenge with all of its sights. On my last full day there, I took the subway a couple of stops north of my hotel and then walked east toward Lake Michigan. It had been a long day previous – a lot of exploring public art, an afternoon at the Art Institute, a White Sox game, then some time in a blues club. Early morning coffee in hand, I was in need of some quiet time to clear my head, much like the early morning clouds clearing off over the water:
