(for part one, click here)
One day I was watching Keeping Up With the Kardashians (philosophy and critical analysis to be blogged one day soon) and Kris Jenner mentioned that at the end of family vacations she always asked everyone what moment was their “peak” and what was their “pit.” Inspired, I asked my father and sister the same question at the end of our journey. Funny enough, I’ve already forgotten what everybody’s “pit” was because those are the moments that matter the least – but we could all agree that the “peak” was our visit to the City Museum.
I knew nothing about St. Louis upon arrival but after visiting I can say with confidence that I would buy a one-way ticket and move there if given the opportunity. It was dramatic and beautiful and the architecture was stunning. The City Museum celebrated my favorite type of art – salvaged art, much of it sourced locally from abandoned buildings. It was a dream that I hope I can soon return to and spend even more time existing in! (Hey City Museum – do you want to hire me?)
Unfortunately the museum had to close for the evening and we made our exit.
Our hotel for the night was the good ol’ Munger Moss. Or “Mr. Moss” according to the sign at night.
And soon we were back on the road again.
Route 66 cuts through a corner of Kansas and it just happened to be a corner where a tornado had recently swept through. Us Seattle-ites had no concept of what a tornado looks or feels like, or what it leaves (and doesn’t leave) behind.
After spending only 11 miles in Kansas, we were in Oklahoma. I had been looking forward to Oklahoma and it’s another place I’d like to spend more time in someday.
Like Missouri, the scenery made me jump awkwardly for joy:
And now for some scenes of general Route 66 and its beautifully abandoned nature: