God forbid it ever snows during your spring break.
This past March, my friends and I took a road trip to Arizona expecting the sun, the warmth, and the good ol’ Grand Canyon. Unfortunately, on one of the days, we were transported to the set of Narnia. I tried to escape the freezing temperatures of Chicago where I live 66 percent of the year and where the temperature is negative 88 percent of the time, but alas, the fates had other plans.
I’m pretty sure I got PTSD* from hiking in the Grand Canyon.
My friends wanted to go on the Bright Angel Trail, one of the most strenuous, tourist-unfriendly hikes in the park (albeit one of the most iconic ones but that is besides the point).
Over spring break, I took a road trip with my friends across Arizona. I touched down Phoenix just a few hours before sunset. After grabbing a burger and fries from Wendy’s, I of course ran across walkalator after walkalator to catch an unobscured view of the tinted sky.
A guy saw me snapping with my DSLR and whipped out his camera phone. “I should take some photos too,” he said. Within 30 minutes, the sky had changed hues from a baby blue to a bright orange to soft pink. Just before it dipped into the horizon, the sun set the clouds ablaze in a fiery red.
After studying at Northwestern for two years, I’ve come to know Evanston winters quite well. The days and nights are cold, dull and gloomy. Most of the time, I don’t want to go out and my mood takes a dip. Days go by without seeing the sun and I ask myself if I ever really knew anything else. But sometimes, Northwestern can surprise me.
“What is there to do in Milwaukee?”
That’s the first question friends asked me when I told them I was visiting the largest city in Wisconsin. I did not have an answer, but I knew that after returning from New York and catching up on missed YouTube subscriptions in my pajamas for 8 hours, I needed a break from Evanston (again).
Milwaukee was only two hours away from Chicago by train, and it wasn’t some random cornfield town in America I hadn’t heard of. I had a day or two to kill before spring break ended and a desire for adventure to satisfy, so that night, I booked a round-trip train ticket to Milwaukee for the next day.