milwaukee in snow

most of my travel experience this year seems to somehow be defined by weather, it was no different with today's trip to Milwaukee

catching a megabus in Chicago is not a piece of cake, it's an adventure on its own, but when you finally get on a bus, get over initial excitement about going out of Chicago and you finally get to Milwaukee... well, dunno how to put it... you are dropped off next to the main station, or, to be more precise - they drop you off under some bridge with lots of crumbled pieces of concrete lying around, looked like Poland a bit

make a right and keep going, and keep going, and keep going and all of the sudden you see three cute ladybugs

you walk a couple of blocks east and you get to the lake, not that you can see the lake in such weather (see, again!) you just assume it's there, but you can surely see a weird thing on your left, looks like a huge white bird, they say, to me, it looked more like a bird of paradise, what do you reckon? anyway, from the outside, I admit, it looks good, but what really took my breath away was when you walk into the main hall and see the frozen lake, it's all white, the walls are white, the window frames are white, obviously enough, the lake is mostly covered in snow, my eyes actually hurt from all this bright white around

the museum itself hosts an interesting collection of ancient, Renaissance and the 19th century art (might as well not be there for me) and modern and contemporary art. I liked a small op art section, you can't really look at it too much, actually, you can't look at it at all, the eyes hurt so much,

the place is supposed to be really cool in the summer, we weren't that lucky but it was still worth a visit, especially that after the museum we still had more than three hours to go, and imagine this, five people can spend three hours in a Milwaukee bar for ... less than 20 bucks, and we didn't linger over a pitcher of water neither