Conquering the Fear of Heights

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On Day 4 of our incredible vacation at the McDermott Hotel (our home) in St. Louis, we decided to go to the top of the St. Louis Arch. We were delighted with the Disney-like feeling created by the museum located underneadth the arch, from which you climb into a train of round capsules that trasports you up to abou 600 ft. Next, you ascend the final 30 ft by foot, and suddenly you realize (as you peer out the airplane-like windows), that you are WAY the heck up there! This lesser known national memorial is actually more than twice the height of the statue of liberty! I wasn't bothered at all by the height, but the tiny capsule elevator brought back memories of my brother closing the folding seats of our station wagon over me back in 1975. In the museum we bought old-fashion candy at the 'General Store', which felt pretty authentic. We made it through a few exhibits IN the museum before Thomas's legs gave out, and I became the Daddy-transport machine. It was time to eat - so we headed back to the McDermott Hotel for Lisa's super-sandwhiches (a hot deli sandwhich with Muenster cheese, brown sugar ham, lettus, avacados, mayo, spicy mustard, and rasberry vinagarette. Can you tell that I LOVE those sandwhiches? I never understood why toothpicks were important in eating deli sandwhiches, sincc they usually stick together from all the grease and condiment goop, but not Lisa's Super Sandwhiches!


We put the finishing touches of paint on Scott's bedroom in the afternoon - and that was our day 4!