Last Night in Chicago

Exploring any city by night is arguably when I think a place is it’s most magical. When the sky turns darker (or even pink in our case, a little while after we took these photos) and the lights of coffee shops suddenly become part of the twinkle of a new place, and so much more than the everyday.

Although I’m anything but a night owl (I think I probably went ‘out out’ once during freshers week), exploring somewhere by night, if only for dinner (and if you’re particularly fancy, a show) can sometimes make you feel like you’re in a Richard Curtis film, only if for a minute.

One of the last things on our list to tick off was to pay a visit to The Chicago Theatre and see all of it’s twinkling lights as our time in the city came to an end. Although we weren’t sure whether we’d see them turned on before 6pm, we got lucky and watched as people stopped to snap and get a quick prize picture. Perhaps in London it’s a bit like going to Theatreland and just standing outside (which, for anyone other than a tourist perhaps seems a bit obscure) but it was so nice to almost ‘play dress up’ outside of something so quintessentially Chicago, even if we didn’t have any seats booked at the show. Ahem.