After the oppressive, looming force of the Rockies followed by the soul-crushing nothingness of Eastern Colorado and Kansas, the sight of the trees and lush greenery about forty miles into Missouri brought tears to my eyes. It had been so long since I’d been anywhereso fertile, I was overcome with emotion. I never cry but I almost did then, it was just so beautiful. No photos from that moment, because driving. You’ll have to take my word for it. It was as if nature was giving me a big, warm hug, and saying “welcome home.”
We checked into our hotel (Hyatt Regency, right at the arch) and R was in awe over how luxurious it was. He kept whispering because he was too overwhelmed and couldn’t handle it. Adorable. Our room had a gorgeous view of the arch, for which I paid extra. Worth it.
We ordered room service for breakfast the next morning and he thought that was just the height of luxury. I love that kid. My French toast came with these adorable little bottles of maple syrup.
We took the bus Thursday to City Museum. All four kids had an amazing time and I even enjoyed squeezing through all the tiny spaces S and B ran through with ease. Definitely want to return for vacation one day! I think D would love it there as well and I’m bummed he had tomiss out.
The evening was spent checking out the arch. S and B did another Junior Ranger program here and earned another badge. S is now determined to do them all.That’s not going to happen but I love how passionate he is about it and he’s learning a lot. We did the tram and went up to the top of the arch. Very neat! We could see our room from the arch! The kids were impressed by how high up they were.
After, S and B played in the water in front of the arch, becoming thoroughly soaked and loving it. We returned to the hotel, cleaned up and ate in the resettlement downstairs for dinner. The food was quite tasty!
We all crashed hard that night in preparation for the next leg of our trip.