Monday, February 23, 2009

À grande e à ... americana

Notes on Chicago. My first time in the US.

I've seen cathedrals in milan, in koln, in Delhi, in goa, in bangkok, in lima, in paris, in germany, in austria but only the Sagrada Familia in Barcelona makes me feel. The architectural link to my feelings is short.
I have been in KL, in London, in Singapore, in Mumbay, in Frankfurt but only in Chicago I felt the architectural link to my feelings (I could probably go to Hong Kong or Tokyo to feel the same).
Just as Sagrada Familia, this city's skyscrapers make me feel.

The older I get, the more I love "la Peinture". I could spend hours and hours wondering around the Chicago institute of art. I have to move to a big city to get into this kind of museums regularly.
One hour and a half was not enough, but it was enough to discover Breton's Song of the Lark depicting the most beautiful girl I have ever seen ... on canvas.



Chicago means wild onion.

For car lovers, this country is heaven.

The Big Mac tastes exactly the same as in Portugal or France!

The first restaurant I got into, served me the best hamburger I have ever had.

Today at 4pm: -8 degrees Celsius.

I am gonna move to the US... :-)