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Chicago Adventures

August 8, 2006

Sunday my friend Edith and I went on a little knitting field trip to Chicago–and I’m just now finding time to sit down and blog about it. There was an exhibit at the Art Institute she wanted to see, and I realized I was free this weekend, so we made it into a day trip.

We planned to drive up to a commuter train that runs from Indiana into Chicago. The train doesn’t take much longer than driving, and its much more relaxing than driving. It is nice to get downtown without having to worry about parking, or more importantly, crashing into something. And of course, since we had a train to catch, we got a bit lost trying to find the station. It was 9:00am on a Sunday in a smallish Indiana town, and no one was on the roads. So I might have been driving a bit too quickly as we wove back and forth through downtown looking for the station. At least, that’s what the cop told me.

With about 20 minutes to spare, I got pulled over. And it took a lot of self-control to not ask the cop to please, please hurry it up. He seemed to be taking a long time with my license and such, and when he came back to the car he told us that my license, my plates and my registration did not match, and the car didn’t seem to exist in their database. Long story short, although this disrepancy probably was caused by my sloppy and slow record keeping, he was willing to blame the computer mess up on the state’s new DMV software (Mitch Daniels wins my vote again! If he keeps this up he just might be the only Republican I ever vote for). If I didn’t exist, then it was hard for him to write me a ticket–warning for me. Yay!

But we were still lost, so Edith asked the cop how to get to the station. “You’re going the wrong way for starters,” he told us. And then he mumbled “You’re not even in the county anymore.” Oops. He looked at us with pity, and told us it would be easier for him to show us than give directions, so we followed the cop across town (way across town, we were nowhere near the station). We pulled up just as the last folks were running to the train. By the time we parked and ran over Edith could just about touch the door right as the train started moving.

The cop was watching all of this, and he honks and yells out “get in back!” My first thought was, darn it, what did I do wrong now? But no, I guess he was feeling particularly helpful, because he loaded us in the back and drove us to the next station. Yup, we got our own police escort to the next stop (no lights, but at least as fast as I’d been going earlier). And we got there just in time, got on our train, and didn’t stop laughing until we were halfway to Chicago.

In Chicago we had a good day of exploring. We walked through Millenium Park (see bean picture above), which I had walked outside of several times but never been through. We saw the exhibit of pre-Columbian American pottery that Edith wanted to see. She saw stranded patterns in the geometric designs on the pots–I was more intrigued by the stylized animals, like the birdy sketched above. It was fun to have some time to draw in a museum, that’s not something I usually remember to do.

After the museum we headed to Pilsen, Chicago’s Mexican neighborhood. The restaurant recomended by the guide book was packed, so we took a chance on another place instead. And wow–that is the best cooking I have had in a long time. We picked up some pastries at a bakery, and took a quick jog through the Mexican American Art Museum before catching the train home. That is definitly a place I want to visit again when I have more time.

That’s Edith, knitting on the train on the way home. Isn’t she a good sport, taking a picture for the internets? Of course there was knitting on the train–she was working on a Mason-Dixon inspired bathmat and I was working on this Opera Scarf pattern:

That’s from a swap with Frarochvia. She not only sent the yarn, but sent the pattern as well so I’d have an idea of what to do with it. I’d started this scarf on the Portland trip (lots of train knitting there as well), and it made a good portable talking-and-traveling-and-knitting project.

Trains, Chicago, museums, good food and fun with a new friend. Good times, good times.

  1. August 8, 2006 8:42 pm

    And good for you!

  2. August 8, 2006 8:53 pm

    Sounds like it was an exciting weekend! The Bean is one of my favorite things about Chicago now. Next time you come to town let me know.

  3. August 9, 2006 10:12 am

    What? No photo from the back of the police car?

  4. Frarochvia permalink
    August 9, 2006 12:06 pm

    Yay for portable projects! How are you liking the pattern?

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