Always had this bad habit of staying out too late for night shots. Every time, I either nearly missed the train home, if not miss it altogether.
Luckily, the place where I stayed at (the former meat refrigerator next to the Chicago River) happens to be situated at a great spot. I could just take the elevator down, go outside and take pictures by the river walk. Practically everything was walking distance.
See? Just walking distance from the Buckingham Fountain…
Just kidding. It’s not. These last two photos are just another example of me staying up too late for night shots. They’ve already turned off the lights and the fountain, as you can see. But that didn’t stop me now, did it?