Obligatory arch picture. Either Chris was really hungry or it was that the silver arch looked pretty gold in the late sun, because he was walking around asking everyone where he could find a happy meal. Actually that is not true, because we had to save our hunger for the pizza challenge later that day, and also because he is a grown-up and happy meals are for children.St. Louis was exciting because it was the first stop on our trip that neither one of us had been to. My expectations were this; get out of the car, take some pictures, walk up some stairs/ride a tram to see an incredible view, peace out and eat some pizza. I was pretty mistaken. As soon as we approached the arch we were met with colorful fall leaves and beautiful natural scenery.
Beautiful trees: check. Now to go ride that white spherical orb with two strangers in uncomfortable confinement up to the top of the arch just like I had pictured.
Yes, that smile is tinged with anxiety because I had no idea whether or not I was getting off at the top of the arch or if I bought a ticket of another kind. I figured that whatever was out there would be better than sitting in the imitation space transporter. . . and it was. Believe it or not we were at the top of the arch and it was glorious. If you can manage to get over any claustrophobic issues you may have, I highly recommend this voyage. The ride back down was a little more fun because it was just the two of us and we got to take awesome pictures like this one.
Okay sooo now its time to eat pizza. . .wait, nope. . .one more thing. . .the entire Museum of Westward Expansion on the lower floor of the arch; which according to one enthusiastic tour guide, "is the real gem of one's visit." Chris and I read excerpts from Lewis and Clark's expedition and saw real animatronic American Indians, who talked to us all about their past and how they were tricked by the white man into trading their land for nothing in return. This retrospective display was nice, but mostly filled with information I learned in the 7th grade. So after one last walk around outside we were finally on our way to stuff our faces with a pizza fit for a brontosaurus (or an apatosaurus as the kids call them these days).
St. Louis Arch Photos: http://www.flickr.com/photos/kcjane84/sets/72157608773021176/
Okay sooo now its time to eat pizza. . .wait, nope. . .one more thing. . .the entire Museum of Westward Expansion on the lower floor of the arch; which according to one enthusiastic tour guide, "is the real gem of one's visit." Chris and I read excerpts from Lewis and Clark's expedition and saw real animatronic American Indians, who talked to us all about their past and how they were tricked by the white man into trading their land for nothing in return. This retrospective display was nice, but mostly filled with information I learned in the 7th grade. So after one last walk around outside we were finally on our way to stuff our faces with a pizza fit for a brontosaurus (or an apatosaurus as the kids call them these days).
St. Louis Arch Photos: http://www.flickr.com/photos/kcjane84/sets/72157608773021176/
2 comments:
when did they rename the brontosaurus? I guess i should be careful what I call that one charm on one of my necklaces.
People in St. Louis seem to think it is called a Pointersaurus, so don't feel too bad.
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