The first stop was at the St. Louis Arch. Mom and I took the tram to the top of the Arch and the view was spectacular but I will gladly NOT get back in that tiny tram card. Thank goodness on both the trip up and back we didn't have a full car because I really don't think I could have managed...and yeah they warn you regarding claustrophobia, but never imagined that experience.
Shot looking up:
Shot from the top:
Mom and me:
A shot down the track and stairs next to the tram rail:
So, when we got to the museum, they had an exhibit of current "up and coming" artists. I have to say that I was less than impressed with most of the work. I mean, there was one exhibit of fans mounted on a wall stacked on top of one another with sombreros in between each that would float up as the fans spun....it was all just totally weird. There were some other weird exhibits of video "art" or, well, I just can't explain it.
After, we went through the exhibit, we went walking on the grounds. There is an overlook above the museum that is tucked away and mom and dad sat there each time they would visit the museum, so we decided that we would leave some of dad there. However, when we got to the spot, there were a bunch of young adults hanging around and cutting up, so we decided to find a quieter spot and just as we found a good spot it started to rain we sprinkled dad at the foot of a tree and left the pleasant rain soak him into the ground.
Couple of shots of an exhibit called "Animal Farm" and is a play on George Orwell's book:
The next morning we headed back to Texas....in pouring rain. But, we made it through and I came home to a very excited puppy. We transferred mom's stuff to her car and she headed out for her final hour drive back to her own home.
A view of the grounds near where we left part of dad:
It was a great trip and we both learned that we can travel together....but we both agree that it was good to get home and back to our own beds.
So, until next time....Mom, thanks for the memories.