Pictorial memoir: Illinois
I confess. I was a bad, bad girl while I was on my trip. I didn’t take any pictures. But—for those of you who just can’t live without having this sort of thing, I did save strange and random bits of things to put together into a collage.
[see full-sized version on flickr]
Here’s what you’ll find in the picture:
- The all-important packing list, taken from my visor. Can’t forget the cell phone, or beer for the host.
- My alarm clock, with the ‘alarm’ pointer still signifying my four a.m. wakeup time.
- Chicago Transit Authority bus pass.
- Pass to the Dana-Thomas house, which I toured in the rain.
- Movie ticket from Innocence. I cried.
- ‘Cashier was USCAN’? Aaron and I both boggled over that one. Quite funny, we thought.
- Andrew’s directions for how to get to the Savoy Theatre.
- The writing on the postcard I sent to Jeff from Chicago.
- When you leave for a week, there are lots of things to do.
- I left on time. That’s when I first bought gas on the way out.
- Notes on when I was changing houses.
- Aaron writes randomness on his grocery lists.
- The best tour, by far, was the free tour I got at the Vachel Lindsay house.
- I went to the Sears Tower. I bought postcards, but couldn’t make myself go to the observation deck.
- I finally saw Waking Life, which I’d wanted to see for months.