aka The St. Louis Arch.  Why the National Park Service didn't just call it "The Arch" remains a mystery to me but either way - it's pretty, it's an experience and it's something I have no intention of ever doing...

It turns out.... writing the blog is only easy when minor bad luck is having its way with us.  When everything is hunky dory.... I end up with something that's borderline boring.  How.... unsatisfactory.  Fortunately/Unfortunately our final days in New England...

Understandably, we field a lot of questions these days.  I get it, we're weirdos.  No issue (and generally I get a kick out of them).  There's one that comes up consistently in almost every conversation.  Based on my uncanny powers...