Sunday morning we drank coffee and played on the Internets until it was time to pick up LM for a big day of sight-seeing. In anticipation of all the walking we would eventually be doing, we started with pedicures. Fernando agrees that a lady should take good care of her pigs.
The pedicure ladies were all giggly and excited about Fernando. I guess pigs are good luck totems in Vietnam. They just keep exclaiming, "Is he lucky? Lucky pig?" And I guess any pig that gets a pedicure is lucky indeed.
And Bevo Mill, originally used by August A. Busch, Sr. as a stopping place between his country home at Grant's Farm and his city business, then called the Anhueser-Busch Brewing Association:
We even stopped for a couple Slyders because not everyone's city has White Castle:
Hog Heaven!
After filling our (pork) bellies, we headed over to the Miniature Museum of Greater St. Louis to do a little (pun totally intended) shopping. The ladies tending the Museum could not have been more pleasant or helpful.
"Well, this was certainly a first for us!"
"She really spoiled me, McGone. I love her."Having spent quite a bit of time tooling around town enjoying the sunny day with the top down, we finally headed to The Arch. On the way, Fernando asked to stop at Purina. Something about tasty pig kibble. Again, I didn't feel it was my place to ask questions.
In this shot, Fernando is perched on a concrete piling along the St. Louis Riverfront. Behind him is what you can currently see of the Lewis and Clark memorial statue. All you can see of the statue right now is Clark's head and shoulders. Or Lewis', I really have no idea.
This is what you should be able to see. Yes, the river is quite high right now.
We also had a little fun with Fernando. We told him that we were going to sell him to this street vendor if he didn't stop tooting in the car. I think the pie gave him a tummy ache. Poor baby.
I don't think he relished the idea of riding the tram up to the top, especially after he saw the tiny cars they use to get us up there. It's similar to crawling inside a dryer tumbler, and they cram five (!) people into each one.
The Old Courthouse, where the Dred Scott case was heard.
Downtown
"It's scary when you look straight down!"
Looking longingly across the river into his home state, Illinois.
We had a beautiful day for sightseeing and I think he had a great time. It was late afternoon by the time we got home. We spent the evening catching up on Lost episodes we'd missed and playing guitar.
It was a good day.
6 comments:
Fantastic recap, Gwen. I like when he sees the sights, learns a little something and stays sober enough to remember it later. Hard to do in the hometown of Budweiser, but I knew he could show a little self control on occasion.
And I love the Flying V.
Thanks for the tour of St. Louis!
I was only in St. Louis once, and at the top of the Arch, I tried out what I believed was a very funny joke: "Hey, someone down there's stealing my car!"
No one else thought it was very funny, and then I was trapped up there with others for half an hour waiting to get down.
Poorly planned, me.
Thanks for reminding me of my shame.
McGone: It didn't last. He had quite a few cocktails at the show last night.
-R-: Anytime! Give me a jingle if you're ever in town and I'll do the same for you. Including the pedi.
Pistols: I think it's hilarious and I intend to use it the next time I'm there. With your permission, of course. But it was fun to shame you, too.
I'm so stupid that when I went to St. Louis, I didn't know you could actually go INTO and UP the arch.
We were road tripping, and when we were about an hour away to the next leg of the journey, my Mr. turns to me and goes, "I guess we really should have gone inside the arch, don't you think?"
ARRGGHH.
I'm living vicariously through Fernando.
Fernando got a guitar?! Your miniature store is way better than my miniature store. See, he IS a lucky pig!
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