The Fine Arts Building
So I had to walk to the southern part of downtown today to get my bow rehaired. I go to this violin shop on the fourth floor of the Fine Arts building. I love this building for several reasons. First of all, it has that wonderful "old" building smell to it that reminds me of college. Secondly, the only way to get up to the fourth floor is to take a manually operated elevator. You ring your floor bell, and eventually the elevator appears, fully equipped with elevator operator sitting on a little stool. He opens the gate, you walk in, state your destination floor followed by "please." He closes the gate, holds the "up" lever, you watch the floors go whizzing by, he slows down to a stop as he approaches the fourth floor, he opens the gate and wishes you a good day.
There was also someone practicing a trumpet in one of the high-ceilinged rooms nearby. It put a smile on my face. I found it hard to believe I was still in Chicago.
There was also someone practicing a trumpet in one of the high-ceilinged rooms nearby. It put a smile on my face. I found it hard to believe I was still in Chicago.