One last travelogue post:
On the last day of our trip, we drove to Indiana and went to Indiana Dunes National Park on the shores of Lake Michigan.
It was beautiful and weird that it didn't smell like the ocean. It is ocean sized from your vantage standing on the beach (water as far as you can see), but there is no salt air. It feels out of place.
Adam got a National Park pass.
He asked if he could one without our dear leader's face on it. The cashier sighed and said, "Not this year." I think George Washington looks a little bugged that he has to be there with Trump too.
Then, I saw this on Instagram:
At least we're not alone.
Back to the National Park:
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| I loved how you could see Chicago in the distance. |
After our Indiana Dunes foray, we drove back to Chicago and explored the Oak Park neighborhood a little to see some houses designed by Frank Lloyd Wright.
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| This is the house where he lived. |
After that, it was time to head back to the airport. We flew home, happy with eyes full of beauty of all we had seen.
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