I've wanted to go to St. Louis for many, many years. When people asked "Where's your dream vacation spot?" St. Louis. "If you could have a free trip anywhere in the world, where'd you go?" St. Louis. I made it to St. Louis for my 35th birthday! And when I'd tell people about my trip, I get "Oh, you from there?" No. "Family there?" No. "Visiting friends?" No. "Uhhhh..." SIGHT SEEING BECAUSE IT'S FANTASTIC ST. LOUIS!
We flew there, because it's far. Kids did great on the plane thanks to some Kindles and lollipops. I did great on the plane thanks to Deep Space Nine and some cookies. I took earbuds for packing reasons and never again. I hate earbuds. Gimme cushy headphones.
So the big attraction in St. Louis is, of course, the arch. I enjoy a good engineering marvel so traveling to the top of the arch was on my list.
Here's me on a Mississippi riverboat enjoying dorky tourist life.
The arch was much taller than I expected. It must have been a crazy thing to build. I bought a book about arch construction because I couldn't figure out how they had a crane that tall. Well, obviously, you say, they attached their crane onto the arch pieces they had already installed. Yes, you are right. But I couldn't come up with that on my own. Which is why I did so bad in engineering school.
So we took the little tram to the top of the arch. The top of the arch was crowded. It is not typically crowded, I hear. So on my first visit to a small space, very high in the sky, I got thrown into an angry mob of people yelling about how no one is letting them down and that I'll be trapped for hours. It caused me to feel panicked. And it's hard to have fun and panic at the same time. I was super worried about kids needing to use the bathroom. I didn't ask if they had an emergency bucket up there. Something to look into next time. Will ease the nerves.
Daisy in the arch pod.
The thing that first attracted me to St. Louis was the City Museum. It's just a hodgepodge of art and engineering. And we made it. I was sick this day. So I didn't see it all, but even if I was well I can't make a promise I would have for it is a maze. The rooftop is only open in summer and the outside is only open in good weather so both were closed. And that's ok. I am in my mid-thirties now. I can just look. I don't need to be crawling around. I need to be watching shoelaces get made and I did!
Daisy wanted her picture with this cute sculpture. It was amazing how much art and found objects were around. I'm sure I missed bunches of it, but everything I saw was really odd and impressive.
There are so many tunnels and slides all over this place. You'd see little holes in the ground or little cracks in the walls and think nothing of it until a kid popped out of it. How'd you fit in there?! And where does it go?! It would be a great place to run around without old, slow grown-ups but not this visit for my kids.
Aside from the Arch and the City Museum, we were just there to wander. We went on a tour bus that I enjoyed immensely in my old age. We played at the downtown parks.
Nels danced his way through St. Louis. AND found $5 under a table. He was sooooooo excited and then he bought a bag of gummy Smurfs at the airport. Took all his money. He said it was totally worth it.
And then we headed back home. We used public transit for everything to get the full St. Louis hobo experience. Done! I would go back but it's not a need. I got more cities to explore. I'm looking at you, Omaha.