New Years in ChicagoJanuary 5, 2017
For the first time in several years, I did not go home to Costa Rica to celebrate the new year. Instead, we went to Chicago, and while we had packed expecting the polar vortex, the city welcomed us with warmth. So did our friends.
Oddly, this time around my photographs show way more of the city’s character than on my previous trip. Perhaps I’ve started to appreciate Chicago more, being away.
While taking photos around Trump tower, a rando middle aged white guy got in my face about how he knew I was “up to no good” and “should go back to [my] country.” It was the first time I ever had such an encounter since I moved to the US, and one of the strangest experiences I’ve ever had.
I stole this one from Leo, but to be fair, I used to walk next to it every day before he even thought of taking it.