On the top of the world
It
was a momentous weekend. Five hours of tireless driving through the 94 highway
was quite pleasant, with intermittent rain- the herald of Spring – and an
American snack in an exit food court. Chicago at night was alive. The hospitality
of friends was very palatable. The vision of the sea like lake next morning was
quite a reward. A boat ride on the blue water, a burger and a pizza in an
eatery overlooking the lake, a dolphin
show(bit disappointing though), a leisurely stroll in a park to be climaxed by
an express lift which promised a bird’s view of the city glowing far below right
under the glass floor guarding us from the profound drop. The crowd was
excited. Age was no barrier. The expression of the thrill was palpable. It was
incredible that we were on the 103rd floor of Willies Tower. The
city far below seemed to breathe life on its slow pace. Yellow lights winked at
us inviting to try a willing jaunt. The beach in Michigan city next morning was marvelous.
The saltless sea was very tempting. Had
a mouthful of the crystal clear water and convinced myself. How much of water
problem in India would be solved with this volume of fresh water! Once in six
days was our quota back home, even in rainy days. Whose fault is it? Blessed
are the MI citizens!
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