When we visit Chicago, we usually stay at a hotel in the suburbs, or with our dear friends, Dan and Emily.
We decided to cash in some of my husband's hotel points and stay one night downtown during our last visit.
Our room was on the 15th floor.
(I was terrified riding the elevator up to our room and I was terrified any time one of the kids even got NEAR the window. But, we've already gone over all that ad nauseum, so I'll spare you any more talk of it.)
The view from our hotel room window that night was simply stunning.
However, were we not in the digital age of photography, all I would have to show for it is this:
Me. Pajamas. Staring back at myself. Yikes.
I grabbed my camera and didn't turn off the flash.
If I had done this back in college, I would have gone to Rite Aid three days later, picked up my $9.99, one-hour, double prints, and cried my eyes out that instead of getting the view from our window, I got the window's view of me.
But, you know, one of the things I love most about photography is that I'm always learning. And, I love that modern day photography is so forgiving and gives you second, third, fourth, etc. chances.
It's a whole lotta trial and error. I don't understand all the technical stuff, but I'm getting it. Slowly. And, I learned something that night. Flash is a no-no. At night. When trying to take a picture out of a window.
This, my friends, was our view from the window.
I love this city.
I love photography.