Taking side roads now that there are no deadlines pressing. So much more to see, and not much slower at 55mph. The car is quieter, radio and CD's clearer, sights more scenic. It's cooler, with the odd shower, but so humid that there are vapor trails inside the car, pouring out the vents!
We're bummed that, having committed to seeing Indy, we raced through or completely by-passed so much of the best countryside. Live and learn. We'll do Maine again one day, and spend a month there. Whatever, we're draining our bank account at an ambitious rate, and couldn't have held out much longer anyway, financially or physically: I've gone pear-shaped.
St. Louis' old suburbs are badly in need of rescue. There are literally miles of abandoned buildings, some architecturally interesting, being century-old brick, but now windowless, gutted and forlorn. No pictures, as they didn't look like safe neighbourhoods for sightseers, and the camera's acting up, mostly taking photos that look like they're melting, like this:
Downtown proper is clean and modern looking, with remnants of cobbled streets near the river, covered with silt from heavy rains. Busch stadium is quite beautiful, but I forgot to circle back for photos, and can't find a decent one online. Oh well, I only came to see the Arch, and it was very cool.
Stayed the night in Quincy, an old town on the decline, hotels empty. Ale and hearty chicken at a riverside bar, but the waitress wouldn't sell me the Bass glass for any price. No business instinct left, I guess.
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