Union Station is my favorite place. I could go there every week and just roam around the building. The late afternoon is the best time to go. It's the magic time because the light comes through the windows in all these bouncy angles.
I don't consider myself to be very romantic. Chris and I tend to fail at planned romance. But Union Station makes me envision all kinds of dreamy scenarios. If I had been born with money to burn, this is where my wedding would have taken place. It's the type of place where a guy purposes to a girl and then they immediately jump on a train to elope. Assuming she'd say yes.
I'd say yes. If he asked me again. I'd say yes.
Happy Love Thursday!