Hey folks,
it's been quite a long time since I've last updated my blog and I am sorry (not really, but just go with it). Well, what happened?
Easy peasy answer to your question.
C H I C A G O.
That happened. Yes! Be jealous!
Okay so. Anyways, I just totally forgot what I wanted to tell you. Ah right, Chicago. It started out phenomenal!
1) The flight was good.
2) I lived with Kristin's stepsister while she stayed over at her Aunt's.
3) I was off for 2 1/2 days in row because well. Look at Number 2. ;)
So I decided to explore Chicago by myself with all my free-time I'm not really used to.
First day first. Tuesday afternoon.
I thought it might be a brilliant idea to explore the European neighborhood where Bonnie (the lovely stepsister of Kristin) lives. Turned out it wasn't quite the brilliant idea. Well, it started to really come down the moment I was outside for about 5 minutes.
30 minutes later, I was soaked with water and decided to return back, spending my lovely free-time with reading. (No kidding it was no fun!)
Second day. Wednesday the 27th of May.
Since Bonnie gave me really cool insider tips I decided to book a trolley-tour in order to see as much as possible of downtown Chicago. (Yep this might ring a bell in your smart little brain. I took a trolley-tour at Key West too!)
The tour was good though. The guide was hilarious and the stops were really lovely. Like I was able to take thousands (no not that many) pictures for you. :)
Third day. Thursday 28th of May.
The weather was incredible, so I decided why don't I walk 1 hour to the closest beach? And that's what I did before my host dad picked me up so that I would stay at Kristin's aunt too.
The next couple of days were good, even if I worked 10 and two 9 hours shifts for the last three days of the week, but well I guess I didn't complain though, because let me show you the view I woke up to at the new place.
(I KNOW IT'S AMAZING!!!)
Alright. So you maybe ask yourself: Anica what about your weird title? Well, let me explain. Irene's apartment (Aunt) was on the 57th floor of a huge skyscraper (heaven) and then after visiting the 50th marriage anniversary of my host dad's parents (and it was nothing like Bollywood, duh), I ended up living in the basement. Really. THE BASEMENT.
It wasn't the worst basement to be honest. I had three sofas and a hollywood swing, but it was freaking cold and every freaking morning someone came downstairs because the freezer was down there and let me tell you that those stupid stairs made the loudest noises ever.
Anyways, the last four days were boring as hell. I worked more hours than they needed me because well. The big family stayed over at my host dad's parents because well that's Indian culture I supposed. (Which also caused me to be abandoned into the basement).
Whenever I was off, I tried to be outside (spent most of my time sitting on a bench at a lake and watching people exercising while I ate my fruit salads) since the weather was incredibly good. Sunny and not too hot. Just perfect.
I guess that's it. I'm back in Houston and there are 111 days left until I am going to board the plane back to Germany. (Time flies!)
This entry is crap and I am sorry, but I am so freaking tired.
I don't know when I'll start working on the video for you guys, I guess maybe next week, but be patient with me. (I lived in a basement!)
Lot's of love.
Yours,
Anica (basement-resident)
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