In the Chicago Airport...

I went to Chicago on Monday, then drove back home. Then on Tuesday I flew into Chicago to catch a connecting flight to Washington State. These are pictures from the psychodelic walkway between terminals B & C. If you get there in the early morning, when no one is there it especially feels like you're halucinating. Tweaky music accompanies weird light patterns playing up and down the passage as a people mover whisks you by weirdly lighted pannels.

Here is the same picture, lightened up a bit.