Topeka>St Louis

Tried to rally the troups early because I really wanted to go to the Holocaust Museum in St Louis, but no luck.  Left around 10, nobody showered because the showers had no curtains.  Just as we were leaving my friend Brenda, I had met playing softball in college and had not seen in 18 years fb messaged me.  She lives in Georgia and was heading to her Dad’s in Iowa.  Her son Own used fb app that let us see where we both were and we executed a perfect meeting at a truck stop in Kansas.  Caught up 18 years in 18 minutes. A little skeptical about St Louis RV Park trip advisor reviews saying its is urban campground, a parking lot with hookups in a bad part of city but camp ground is safe.  The bonus is it is 3 miles from arch and busch stadium.  We decide to be brave and pull in.  Big high fence and gate with chain to keep the bad guys out.  The buildings on the way in are manly boarded up with graffiti.  The lady gives us directions to walk 4 city blocks to catch the bus.  The kids conversation walking along this bad section was comical- :”If i was packing a glock nobody would mess with me.”  “We should have brought Brendan’s new sword.” (yes that would have looked inconspicuous walking along.) “Too bad Dad and Connor left their work knives in the rv.” (yup we could fight of gangbangers with Dad’s utility knife.)  The act all tough until a few residents stroll by and then all quiet and no eye contact.  We find the bus, the driver is super friendly only charges us for mike and I.  A funny black man with super long dreds gets on and entertains the entire bus telling an older man how to be a good husband to his wife. Kerrin is terrified I am going to start talking to him and take a picture with him.  We hop of the bus at the stadium.  Sooo strange to be in a sea of cardinals fans. Busch stadium is new and beautiful and huge.  They def do not have the same passion for the game that Red Sox Nation has.  Brendan and Sam wore their Red Sox caps, my friend Laurie Higgins the biggest Red Sox fan I know told them to wear them proudly.  Nobody beat them up.  Everytime Cardinals get homerun they light off fireworks.  Mike made sure he was polite and had a few Budlights at Busch Stadium.   We left and went to see the Arch.  Did not go up in it but posed for lots of pictures.  Then headed to Calico for dinner down town.  Called for Uber, decided to put a parent in each car,  Mike’s car beat us home.  Off to bed with the campground gate chained shut.  We parked in between two giant class a motor homes so I figured if any bad guys broke into the park they would go for those and not our little class A.