Today, we went into St. Louis. The gateway arch is nice to look at, and taking
the ride to the top of this things seems like a nice enough idea. BUT, they don't
tell you that you'll be crammed into a 3 square foot pod with five other people then
jerked around for forty hellish minutes with no escape. We got into the pod, freaked
out, and got out. We got our money back. We'll write more about this horrible experience
Also in St. Louis, the riverboat casinos are all messed up. Apparently, Missouri
has some kind of funny laws that say that you have to take a cruise in order to gamble,
so they have these boats with full crews who pretend that the boat actually goes
somewhere. It doesn't. Probably couldn't if they wanted it to. You have to buy cruise
tickets, then wait until the next loading time to get into the casino, even though
you're already on the boat. Needless to say, we didn't feel like putting up with
Oh, we saw these mounds that the Indians built. They were cool.
We drove for a long time. Missouri's speed limit is 70 now, so we were flying.
That was really nice. We ate dinner in Memphis and made a quick pilgrimige to Graceland
to write our names on the wall and take pictures.
We are now at a motel in the middle of Arkansas, the birthplace of President Bill
Clinton - it's written everywhere around here. Heck, I'd be proud too. The Memphis/Arkansas
border is interesting because on one side of the sign it says "wecome to Arkansas,
birthplace of President Bill Clinton" and on the other side it says "welcome
to Tennessee, birthplace of Vice-president Al Gore."