I mentioned about 2 weeks ago that our showchoir took a trip to Chicago for a couple of days for a competition. Well yesterday I got to spend about 10 hours on a charter bus back up to Chicago for my Spanish class to look at Spanish art that we have been studying in class.
The day started off at 5:45 am when we had to arrive at school to load the buses. Let's just say that was an early morning. We then started off on our journey to Illinois. I was looking forward to getting some sleep or something on the bus, but as soon as I tried to sleep, our teacher started playing this really loud Spanish rock concert on the TV's and it was blaring in my ear. So much for sleeping. When we arrived, we were a little early so we headed out to a place by the lake and took some pictures for awhile. Then we traveled back into downtown Chicago to go to a Spanish restaurant where they served us a dozen "tapas." Tapas is translated to little dishes or appetizers. So each dish wasn't very big, but 8 of us split 12 plates of food. We had everything from octopus to french fries to goat cheese. Everything was pretty good except some spicy potatoes that we had, none of us really liked those very much. We could order dessert if we wanted to, so I got the flan de chocolate. It was basically like chocolate pudding but a little stickier substance.
After we'd finished our meals, we loaded back onto the bus and went to the Art museum. We had a bunch of paintings to look at that were painted by the painters that we were studying in class. It was pretty cool to see the paintings up close. We also got to see American Gothic done by Grant Wood. That was pretty awesome as well.
We had a little extra time to spare, so we walked over to the park across the street and took pictures of statues and the giant bean. There was a movie being filmed there though so we couldn't get very close to it:(
We loaded back onto the buses to go home and I finally fell asleep. An hour later I woke up and we were still in Chicago. The traffic was so bad that we were completely stuck in a jam. So instead of taking about 4 and a half hours to get home it took us about 5 and a half. But the bus ride home was pretty fun. A bunch of us played games and stuff which made the time go by faster.
All in all, I don't want to go back to Chicago for awhile.
That's all my fellow bloggers.