We have been sending postcards to our respective mothers so they too can travel vicariously along with us, as neither have access to the internet. I really needed to go to the post office and didn’t want to drive across the river to downtown St. Louis so we decided to go just down the street to the nearest post office located in East St. Louis. Upon entering I immediately realized this was not your typical post office. It had 2″ thick bullet proof glass on the counter separating the customers from the postal workers with small openings similar to those of some banks for small transactions with a voice and listening amplifier. It also had an interesting passthrough access for large parcels. Since I also had a box to mail to Ashley, I had to use the large passthrough. I had to lift the thick bullet proof hatch and once the package was placed inside it, shut the hatch close and lock it. Only then would the postal worker unlock his hatch and open it to access the package. He then retrieved the package and locked his hatch back up. To provide me with a receipt, he then again unlocked the hatch, lifted the glass door, placed the receipt inside and proceeded to again relock his hatch. Only then, was I able to unlock the outside door hatch and gain access to the receipt. There was no possibility of ever having both panels opened simultaneously at any given moment. Flashback – it reminded me of tv episodes where attorneys and detectives move throughout jails whereby only one door opens and the door behind shuts with a very loud clang. Once I completed my transaction, we left quickly and uneventfully, but with a serious thoughts on our minds of how dangerous East St. Louis must be. It’s the first post office I have ever visited with this type of security feature.
On one of the many rainy days, we opted to take the train to visit the Gateway Arch and walked from the station to the Arch following clearly marked painted directions on the sidewalks. Now those are truly moron instructions, but so appreciated!
The Arch is the nation’s tallest monument standing at 630 feet in the air and made completely from stainless steel. We took a journey to the top of the Arch and experienced unforgettable views of St. Louis and of the Mississippi River.
As we were walking toward the Arch, we wondered how many lives it had taken, only to learn that 0 lives were lost during the two years it took to build this project and it made us feel proud of the fact that it was built completely union.
A view of an actual tram used to climb the Arch
Going up feels like an elevator until it begins its curved ascent and descent, then it just feels like a ferris wheel without the wobbling.
View of the entrance to the top of the Arch
5 seats to a tram
While downtown, we stopped at the Old Courthouse which serves as the centerpiece of downtown St. Louis. This was the courthouse where Dred and Harriet Scott sued for their freedom from slavery and where Virginia Minor fought for women’s right to vote.
The detail of the architecture is magnificent.
Courtroom where the Minor decision was made (Women’s right to vote)
Later in the week we visited Ballpark Village and Busch Stadium, where the Cardinals play with Pat and Mary Kellett. We were treated like royalty and sat in club seats at the Champions Club, where we were fed endless amounts of food and drink.
We also visited the Vine, a Middle Eastern Restaurant in St. Louis which is owned by our friends, Tina and Isaam El-Khatib. It was wonderful seeing Tina and “Sam” as he is referred to by his friends, and their three lovely children. I had the best hummus ever (I even learned to make it myself), labna with bread, which is akin to yogurt, kibbeh, veggie grape leaves, fallafel and lamb chops.
Veggie grape leaves
We also visited the City Museum, which is a hands on jungle gym/play area constructed primarily with repurposed architectural and industrial material. Kids and kids at heart (albeit they better be nimble and not quite as round if you follow my thoughts) climb in and crawl through a maze of tunnels making for a really fun experience.
Several days later we again met up with Pat and Mary Kelley at a really cool bar called Fast Eddie’s for lunch. Fast Eddie’s claim to fame is to have really cheap food and really cold beer and both claims were true. The bar was huge and it was packed. Not an empty seat was available when we arrived and it stayed packed for the duration of time were there. Live bands play all time, people dance and of course, it’s extremely loud. No one under 21 is allowed (chronologically of course).
Looking for John, can you find him?
I absolutely loved St. Charles and would return on a dime (but sorry, not in the Springtime).
Next on our horizon – Indiana.