Just back from my first trip to St. Louis. The days were filled with fortuitious moments, including luck with the weather and random intersections with people and places. I had a great time. Met nice people, including my future in-laws. Purtin-near filled a gig with photographs.
St. Louis is VERY different from Seattle, and very different from anywhere I’ve been before. I’m always awed at how different one place can be from another. I mean, we’re all humans creating our little civilizations … what makes them so different? My friend Mary can put some answers on that, what with her geographic anthropology and all. Big clue in St. Louis — all the red brick (which is what is likely under this coat of blue paint, eh?)
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