SpringHill Suites St. Louis Brentwood
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... to any lingering effects. Each leg of the arch can push positive and negative ions into the air so as to create a positive or negatively charged field that can ‘push’ storms out of the way. During the day, this amazing monument stands as the gateway to the west, but after hours this man-made marvel turns into one of the most powerful weather controlling devices ...
... Missouri park, into Oklahoma . . . a late afternoon stop to walk around at a Bass Pro Shop in Tulsa for exercise (really, how hard up are we to get out of the car?) . . . more Oklahoma . . . through Oklahoma City, then finally a stop for the night in Clinton, OK. The morning brought even more Oklahoma, and through the top part of Texas. Flat, flat, flat, fields, fields, fields, tumbleweeds, some cattle and horses sprinkled ...
... I was still considering going downtown before my 11 AM take off the next day. I followed the signs to luggage, but never found a pickup station stating STL bags where headed there. There were only three in the section I was at called E, F, and G. I kind of freaked out thinking that I had come to the wrong baggage area and couldn't go back into the terminal to figure out where I should actually go. Luckily, the only person other than the ...
... only a few blocks, a brisk walk in the elements and we were inside at the Arch. This is an amazing feat of engineering and well worth the visit if you ever find yourself in St Louis, we paid $14 for a trip to the top and a movie on the building of the Arch so incredibly affordable. Quick excerpt from Wikipedia :
The Gateway Arch is a 630-foot-high (192 m) monument in St. Louis, in the ...
the bartender was struggling moving something on a 2-wheel dolly while holding
a cane in his other hand. I asked if he
needed help. He politely refused. He was a tall man, strong framed, mostly
balding save for a gray mullet. There was nothing on tap and as he went through
the selections, I knew there would be no craft beers or anything special. A Budweiser in a frosted mug would be my
refreshment. The bartender was a