The very first day I came here to Chicago was the most touristically interesting one. I went to the Garfield
Conservatory Park, where I could see incredible, beautiful varieties of plants
of all shapes, sizes, colors, and climates... flowers with every color of the rainbow
, and trees as tall as the greenhouse's ceiling would permit. And I went to Navy Pier: a seemingly very touristical shopping center in Chicago. I saw the famous, famous FERRIS WHEEL (but didn't get on it... the air was too cold), I saw some art on glass (it seems Chicago is famous for glass-painter art), and I read some of Chicago's history. I learned about a famous fire occurred in 1873 or something, which killed 900 people (almost a laughable amount compared to the # of violent deaths in my Guatemala City), and I also learned that the name "Chicago" is believed to come from the Indian word "Checagou", which means garlic, or onion root, or something like that. So, Chicagoland (they really call it that) literally means "land of garlic". I think that's sorta funny.
The most remarkable thing about this trip is the way my uncle and my aunt have treated us. Tia More and Tio Marco Tulio have provided us with coats, gloves, shelter, food
, water, heat
, entertainment
, transportation
, happiness
, and so much more while we've been here! They gave us beds to sleep in, they fixed up the kitchen, helped us become residents and get SSNs (Social Security Numbers) and everything, they take us to the library, they take us out to dinner, and they sometimes invite us to Dunkin Donuts!
They're really wonderful.
And my mom has been really OK. She's been doing lots of stuff for us, she's been establishing each and every one of my little siblings into school and stuff... and she's being easygoing with us... somewhat.
These 20 days in Chicagoland have faded into memory faster than they deserved to. Since it's so cold outside (it's been between 0-35F), I don't go out much. Aside from the going-outs with my aunt and uncle (in their cars), I'm usually stuck in here, wishing to provide my family with something besides body heat. During all these days, all I've done is eat food
, watch TV, sleep, and check email
with this PC
. Hardly something to be proud of, and aside from utter meaninglessness, hardly something to remember.
Christmas is coming up and I can hardly even notice it. I know it's kind of childish, but I really wish I had Christmas spirit now. It'd even be useful, since I'm now "closer than ever" with my family (we're 7 people sleeping in 4 beds in 2 rooms).
And next week, I'm going on a sub-trip! I'm going to Philadelphia
with Michelle
to spend some days with her, and I'll meet Bobby
too, and... well I think it's gonna be a blast! I can't believe it's the 22nd already! I thought it wasn't even the 20th yet!
Well, so ends my blog today.
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