Last weekend, I took a very brief, albeit appreciated, trip to St. Louis, MO. It was my first time there and we were visiting for a wedding, which turned out to be one of the loveliest that I’ve been to.
On Friday, I had some time to myself and got a chance to walk around downtown. After grabbing lunch and spending some time reading, I walked around the parks on Market Street. It was a gorgeous day out, so I walked right through the sculpture garden straight to the Gateway Arch. That was the one big thing I had to make sure I saw before leaving St. Louis, so I wanted to visit as soon as I could.
On Saturday, Aaron and I decided to go up in the Arch before heading to City Museum as our last hurrah. Even though I went the day before, we hit up Rooster for lunch and then made our way over to the extremely small pods that took us up into the Arch. It didn’t feel like we went very far, but it is definitely not for the claustrophobic. For the first time in my life, I had to duck to get in the door.
At night, we went to Small Batch with a wonderful new friend. It was one of the best meals I’d ever had and the perfect precursor to City Museum. And, true confessions time, I wanted to like City Museum more than I did. It’s a really cool and unique place — basically, a jungle gym for kids and adults — but I’m just really too mellow for it to have been love at first sight. However, I don’t think my trip would have been complete without going there and there’s definitely no place else like it. TL;DR: kids can officially label me as “old,” for all intents and purposes.
We took off really early on Sunday, so it was definitely a compact trip. I had a really nice time, though. It was great meeting new people and I was pleasantly surprised by how calm St. Louis is. I got home and immediately spent an hour looking for parking. Nothing like being jolted right back into New Jersey, though I wouldn’t trade it for the world.