So, I get it, finally! I’ve been baffled by the “Travelog photo dump blogs.” Blogs are about writing, Not about dumping photos! That’s what Facebook is for, I thought. Yet by the end of the day, you are so proud of your travels and so exhausted that you don’t have the mental stamina to write something clever about them, and tagging sounds too tiring. So we photo dump. And I am going to assume that this is for posterity and close family members because… I don’t typically like anyone else’s photo dump blogs. Furthermore, I have never liked the word Dump, so I am going to call this a “Enlightening Photo Essay.” Much more enticing than Travelog Photo Dump, right?

So here we are:

Don’t expect much as far as captions go. All the Clever has run dry. This was one of our first days in the city, and of course, we went to the Art Institute of Chicago. I took pictures with my favorite paintings. Add to the spectacle and magnificence of it all, you know. This is Gustave Caillebotte Paris Street, Rainy Day.

Notice that I carefully selected my most “Art Muesemy” shirt possible. Don’t I just look like a curator? Renoir On The Terrace

Searching for our soul a la Cameron Frye. Georges Seurat, Sunday Afternoon in the Isle of La Grande Jatte.

Claude Monet, Bridge over a Pond of Water Lillies

Claude Monet, The Artist’s House at Argenteuil

Renoir said painting flowers was a mental vacation, or something like that. Thought it sounded litt

Without people cluttering it up.

van Gogh, The Bedroom.

Jeremy creates a cyclone.

I think we were playing with bouncy balls here or something. But, you will not see many pictures of me this day… Underlight is not my favorite angle. I don’t want my posterity to see me so underlit. Plus, bangs WOULD NOT BEHAVE.

Ah, yes, the bouncy balls. Something about Wind Resistance or something… Science….

Lighting! I guess you can make lightning now a days but it has to be incredibly loud.

Some may call me short, but I am almost as tall as the scaled down model of the tallest building in the world… The Willis Tower. Didn’t know the tallest building was called the Willis Tower? Us neither. They stupidly renamed the Sears Tower the Willis Tower. We object.

Jeremy has another dream in life. To build a train track as cool as this.

This is the view from Museum Campus, where the aquarium is.

After feeling self-conscious about the Sierra photo disaster of the Science and Industry Museum, I felt desperate to get a good picture up.

Oh good, more jellies.

I was most excited about the otter, and he was so cute! But I couldn’t get great pics. So here is your otter pic.

Don’t know too many aquariums with DOLPHINS!

I love it when they swim upside down.

We couldn’t tell if he was posing for the Paparazzi (us) or “flipping” us off… get it… ’cause he has flippers…

There was a Sea World style Animal show and it was insanely delightful, even though one of the Beluga Whales wouldn’t behave (For shame, Nunevic!), but I still think these are some of the most incredible animals.

By far the most interesting fish. It’s little fins moved like moth wings! It was about the two inches and we loved it.

Here’s another picture to show favoritism.

Though we actually liked this frog quite a bit too.

One night we used one of our wedding gift certificates to get some cheesecake. This skirt, sadly, just won’t work in the windy city. Almost had some Marilyn Monroe moments.

The Bean, or The Cloud Gate has probably been one of my favorite things so far. It is a big, mirror landmark in the middle of Millenium Park, and it reflects the whole city. Incredibly cool.

We then took a series of silly fun pictures in front of the Bean, because that is what you do there.

A very nice Iranian woman took this picture for us. She was there with her husband and adorable child. And though I didn’t know her well, I could tell we would have been friends.

She took this one too.

Guess what: Hair doesn’t stay super curled in Chicago.

Getting tired of the captions.

This is the Koi pond. Koi give me the creeps. It’s the way they touch each other. And the way they expect so much from you with their big, nasty, wide open mouths. I don’t like them. Makes for a nice picture though.

The Fern Room. There was a nice water fall.

Here it is.

The astute viewer will notice that I am wearing the same outfit two days in a row. I do not have a defense for this. That is what I did.