Outside of Chinatown, Hyde Park is my favorite place in Chicago. Home to the University of Chicago, it's were I lived for four years. It's always a little strange coming back to Hyde Park for me. A mixture of nostalgia and a slight embarrassment always creeps over me when I hit the 47th street exit on Lakeshore drive. It instantly reminds me of who I was when I was 18 and who I am now. Sometimes I wonder what the 18 year old me would say if he saw me now. Without further existential angst, here's a few shots of my old haunts.

Chicago has a bar in the basement of one of the buildings called the Pub. My favorite thing about it is the hand-shuffleboard table. One of the best bar games around. The pace is slow enough to get in drinks and shit talking while feeding your inner competitiveness.

Stella at the bar.

My first apartment ever. We lived on the second floor. Ahh...nothing like 3 nineteen year old boys living together...








A classroom in Swift hall, which is home of the Divinity school. Thus, I spent a lot of time in these seats. I do love the 3-d map of ancient Palestine and Babylon. Memories....
2 comments:
Love FLW. I went on a Robie House tour when I was there. I made the people I was staying with (who we don't know directly!) take me out there. hah. Then I made my friends drive down to Buffalo so I could look at various FLW houses.
Oh how I miss college too. And I smiled when you said a slight embarsassment creeps over you.. yea, I feel the same way whenever I go back to visit my old college stomping ground. I did some dumb crap back then. Nice shot of the Obama house!
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