These things are merely castings of matter all around you, shown by the sun–buildings, things, people, and even rocks on the ground. This is not a fact quoted by a rocket scientist, but is kindergarten material. Though these shadows are all great fun for playing, these aren’t the shadows I’m referring to. I’m talking about the shadows that I discovered on my trip to Chicago.
Chicago–called the windy city, more like the always have a coat, pants, and umbrella city. This is mainly because of Lake Michigan and the enormous shadows plastered on the city streets by gigantic skyscrapers.
Day 1. We walked…first to eat deep dish, and next to the Navy Pier. There was the first sight of it–the ferris wheel. Perched up at the top, we had a panoramic view of the glorious breach between civilization and the vast open area that is Lake Michigan. This is truly a sight to see. I also have to mention that there weren’t any shadows on top of the ferris wheel…
Day 2. Waking up on a fold-out couch to sirens, the busiest day began. First a ride on the “L” and a little missed bus, we were out walking once again–that’s the thing about Chicago, you walk a ton. On our way to Millennium park, we saw the Art Institute of Chicago (with a typo in the sign I might add), heard the concert nearby, and smelled contrasting scents of flowers and car exhaust. We were photobombed by a little white dog at the Kidney Bean, and even had an interesting experience of feeding local birds with Cheese-its on our way to the Field Museum. We were brought back in time by seeing ships with actual sails on our way to gape at the enormous T-Rex. Somewhere in the mix we ate “Chicago Dogs” though we later figured out that they weren’t the real deal–oops, our mistake. Then as soon as we finished walking to the architecture boat tour ticket station, we were surprised with enough rain to need ponchos for the entire family–$2.50 a piece as I remember. Gladly by the time we set out, the rain had just coated us once or twice through, so we stood to gape at the glorious buildings lining the river in the rain. Ending the night, we stood in awe–or shook in awe–as we gawked at the city at night: lights shining, in the clouds, and only protected by a sheer layer of glass from peril. It was fantastic. All the while, there were shadows everywhere we looked on day 2.
Day 3–The Final Day. Our one-stop journey started and ended at the Science and Industry Museum–it was definitely a show stopper. Seamlessly put together, were the exhibits–each one more captivating than the last and is sure to bring out your inner child. Caught up in all of the commotion: a ginormous ship from World War II, weather systems, physics, anatomy, even the history of cars and bicycles, and more. We were overloaded by knowledge by the time we left that museum. And that was the last we heard of the fantastic Chicago, since we left that day–and returned home in the same night, I might add. The trip was fantastic.
So here’s the part where most of you are perplexed with my addition of Shadows to this post that clearly revolves around one of my family trips–but here’s also where you see where it comes together.
I’m assuming you can see this picture. This was taken on top of the Willis Tower on the Skydeck. Unlike many hipsters these days, I wasn’t intentionally making my brother and I shadows in this picture–it was the error that the picture was taken without flash.
This is the same picture, but it’s taken with the flash–please excuse the wet hair and red-eye. You can obviously see the difference. In one of the pictures, the scenery is the star, but in the other you take in the people and the scenery of equal importance. This is my insightful piece of the post for today–the difference is light. For the picture’s sake, yes it is actual light, but metaphorically the light resembles a difference. I looked all around Chicago, and out of all the faces I’d seen none of them stands out in particular in my memory–they were all shadows through my lens. This is the difference we could make to our days. Making another TV reference to “Grey’s Anatomy,” Cristina says to Meredith, “He may be dreamy, but he’s not the sun. You are,” (Rhimes). No matter how much I agree with this statement, I believe that this is conditional. The only way not to become a shadow is to MAKE yourself the sun. I don’t mean talk louder, or show off to people to make yourself noticed. I mean to truly do exactly what you believe is right and have a passion for every day to make a difference–not to the world, but to yourself. I’m not saying that being the sun is easy–it takes work–but being a tourist brings out the sense that there are things greater than you in the world. This is humbling, but at the same time, my competitiveness takes over and yearns to be more equal to the greatness around me. In response, there is the Serenity Prayer: “God grand me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change; the courage to change the things I can; and the wisdom to know the difference,” my dad says this to me all the time. Following his advice, I’ve found that I can’t change how great the things are around me, but I can make myself greater by being better for myself. Hopefully more people try to be the sun for themselves from now on–it would make the world that much brighter…we might need to add more windows to meet our equals.