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Pullman Railroad Days

It was pouring rain on Saturday! Actually, it was OK in the morning (I even biked earlier), but it started raining the moment Igor and I got off Metra Electric. it was unfortunate because we could not walk around and there was no usual block party atmosphere, but the good part was that there were no lines. We got to see everything we wanted to see, and everything was included in our advanced tickets.

First, we went on a Railcar Tour (we couldn’t get there two years ago). All of the cars on this tour are privately owned and Amtrak-certified. That means that, for example, if you own one of these cars and decide to go to New Orleans, Amtrak will attach your car (your hotel-on-wheels) to the train that goes to New Orleans, and here you go!

Blue Ridge Club car (1950)
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Books

The Country of the Blind

guess I should comment on “why five stars,” but somehow, I find it very challenging to say something about this book. It feels way too personal. For the past thirty-six years, I have shared my life with a person who has been experiencing a gradual but inescapable vision decline. Too many situations described in this book are painfully familiar. I gave this book to my husband to listen to, and his reaction was: if I read it twenty years ago…

This book is really important for people who have just started to experience vision decline because it helps them understand that they are not the first person experiencing this pain and that there is a “life after.” It is equally important to those who do not have much knowledge about vision-related disabilities. It talks about different gradations of declining vision (for many people, it is “blind-not blind” without understanding a million different degrees of vision decline and how important it is to have at least some residual vision). Also, it talks about how a regular person can assist blind and low-vision people around them (it’s frustrating how much well-meaning people are unaware of the proper ways to help a blind person find a way around). I hope that people will read it 🙂

Tamara Pietkiewicz Memoires (part II)

I read the first part of this Memoires many years ago, and then I could not find the second part in an audio format. My friends made an amazing Christmas gift for me, narrating this book and assembling it together. I was very happy back then. Now, I look at the names, and I feel sad knowing how many of them are not my friends anymore. I do wonder a lot about what I have missed and why I haven’t seen what I should have seen. In many cases, everything was predictable, but not for all of them.

In any case, I wanted to listen to this book again, and when I learned that a professional narration is now available, I bought it right away.

It felt, needed, like a new book. Now, that I am almost constantly reflecting on my family past and my own past, that I am trying to find “where it went wrong,” the things I didn’t pay attention to ten years ago, stand out. It feels especially striking, because the events Tamara Pietkiewicz happened in the later 40s – 50s, when all of these events were so recent….

In chronological order:

  • “Nothing was wrong before 1937.” Given her family history, she should have known better. Still, “37” sounds like a secret handshake for former prisoners. As if nobody was imprisoned or exiled before that.
  • Her vacationing on occupied territories. When I recall being at the same places for vacations, it makes me cringe. If there can be any excuse for me, I was a teenager, I was born forty years later, and I was visiting these places twenty-five or thirty years later. Thus, my questions are:
  • How could she “enjoy Lithuania” at the time when the Forest Brothers were still actively resisting? How could she “feel welcomed?”
  • She was in the Carpathian Mountains. My forever love, love with tears in my eyes, and with eternal hope that one day ai will be back. In 1976, I visited all the same little villages and big towns she visited. Even being a complete idiot as I was, I could not not notice the difficulty with which the local people talked to us; I could not not feel that they would rather not talk. I felt 100% in a foreign country. Even knowing only a very brief history of this land, switching hands every dozen years for several hundred years, I could only think: poor country! Poor people! How much they had to suffer, and there is no end to it.
  • Her working with blind people. The episode when blind people tell her that they do not want to be helped (I would add: they are often helped the wrong way). They tell her that feeling independent is very important for them, For which Tamara Pietkiewicz says that “they should allow others to feel good about themselves.”

I understand that she was “a product of society,” but still…

To Hell and Back

I started this book several times, and I would put it away to switch to something everybody was buzzing about. I finally finished it last week. I want to say that it felt incomplete, but having how long it took me to read it, it might be very well my fault. Also, I read a lot of historical books in between, so by the time I finished it, I mostly got the facts from other sources. I guess the idea of the book was to be a gigantic observation, and it was not supposed to end with a firm and detailed conclusion…

Theo: Little Night Music

I went there with a friend on Friday night: great as always! Unfortunately, they don’t post any videos until the show is almost over, so the only thing I have now is this collage of promotional photos.

My friend said that she feels this show would be better on a bigger stage, but I love how Theo does it in an intimate setting, with the artists moving around the tables. I’ve subscribed for their next season. Unfortunately, I didn’t talk my friend into the subscription, so it looks like I will have to buy an extra ticket for each show separately 🙂

… Until I Get Tired Of It

Apple Almond Cake

Georgia O’Keeffe Exhibit

I just mentioned it briefly, but I wanted to write about it “properly.” Not even to write – there is not much to say about it except that it is marvelous, but just to show the pieces I admired the most. And I am sure I will visit this exhibit many-many times…

Mini-Vacation In Boston: The End

The flight back was on time and uneventful. The breakfast at the lounge was great.

It was great to be unplugged from work for three days, and it was great all around. It’s good to have friends everywhere in the world 🙂

Mini-Vacation In Boston. Day 2: Evening

The last several things I saw in Boston.

The oldest tavern in America

Italian district

Best cannoli in town – the line is both inside and outside
Opening bridge
Same as in Chicago 🙂

I had a chance to capture the moment when the Duck Tour goes into the water!

Mini-Vacation In Boston. Day 2: The Ocean And The Food

My friend told me that in addition to taking tons of pictures, I also absolutely have to try some of the local food, and I can’t leave Boston without trying it.

With that in mind, we headed in the direction of the Boston Harbor.

We didn’t visit this museum – next time!
The harbor is absolutely amazing!
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I got out of my office building and hopped on the J14 bus to get to the Art Institute. I was smiling, because I saw the Big News just twenty minutes before. And everybody was smiling. And those who didn’t smile when they got on the bus started smiling when they got themselves situated and took out their phones. The seats on the right and on the left of me started to fill as the bus was making stops. A lady on my right looked up at me and asked: Did you hear? Yes, I did! They were fast to decide! Well, not that fast … but I am glad it didn’t take days! Yes! And now the question is, what’s next!

I got off the bus and went straight to the Art Institute. Today was the first day of the Georgia O’Keeffe exhibit preview. I almost never can make it to the first preview day, and that’s the best time to see a new exhibit with very few people attending. Miraculously, there was almost no line at the bag check, and the virtual line for the exhibit was also almost non-existent.

While I was there, I received several texts from my friends – Did you hear? – Yes, I did! I do not know how many people around me were answering similar texts, but there were a lot of smiles around. OK, this could be all for Georgia O’Keeffe 🙂

I knew were I wanted to go when I got out of the Art Institute – just across the road to Amorino!

Several new flavors, including biscotti and cinnamon:)

And when I got off the Red Line, I saw that sign by the Jarvis Square Tavern:

… I love living in Rogers Park!