I Love Having Choices

I had a lovely weekend in Chicago.  I saw comedy at Improv Olympics, went out with my good friend Esau in Wrigleyville, read my book in Grant Park, found a yoga studio (and a yoga class that kicked my ass), perused the Henri Cartier-Bresson exhibit at the AIC, went to the Lincoln Park Zoo (hells yes it's free!) and saw a foreign film.  Wow, even I'm impressed with myself.  I especially love finding free things to do, hence the zoo, the yoga class, where my classes will be FREE for the next week, and of course visiting the Art Institute, which I have not fully explored yet.  Loving this.  

The thing I will always love about cities is that there is always something to do, whenever I want to do it.  I come from a place where every now and then something new or exciting happens, but for the most part it's the same ole grind.  Every day.  It drove me crazy sometimes.  I think the most exciting part about Vermont is when the seasons change, because you can feel it in the air, and smell it too.  Is it weird that I can smell winter?  I can.  It happens every year in Vermont around the end of October.  Fall is really lovely, despite lots of rain, and I hope that the leaves change here in Chicago so that I at least know the progression to winter is happening.  I'm assuming they will, I mean, that's what trees do.  But it wont be the same as Vermont, I am sure of it.  Fall is probably my favorite time of year, mostly because it's not as frigid as winter.  But fall also changes the green leaves to orange, red, yellow and burgundy, it brings apple picking, pumpkin carving and Halloween.  Which is by far my favorite "holiday", if you can call it that.  I'm just hoping I see some parallels between fall in Chicago and fall in Vermont.  Though the differences may make me miss home, I am thoroughly enjoying my time in my new home.