The Arch at 3am!
At 3am, we pulled off I-64 (or so I'm told, I was still asleep at this point) and went to visit the St. Louis Arch. Navigating through downtown St. Louis was not fun in the middle of the night, especially since there were random people just walking in the street. Like something out of a horror film...kinda eerie. We parked on the road (not in a parking spot....just on the road) near the Mississippi River and walked up to the Arch. I had never seen it before, so it was gorgeous to me....even in the dead of night. The line to go up to the top, remarkably, was not empty. Well...these characters might not have been waiting for the Arch to open, but there were definitely some lovely residents of the Jefferson National Expansion Memorial just chillin' on a Monday morning.
We didn't bother them as we walked around the Arch, and all they did was laugh at us. Not ask us for money....just laugh. Haha. Like that. Kinda funny to see hobos laughing at you. A different kind of humility.
After the Arch, Eli, genius extraordinaire, pointed us to the medical school of Washington University of St. Louis. He would find out a couple days later that he received a full ride into med school there....which he accepted. The campus and hospital were huge! I'd say about 7-8 blocks at least.
Once we were through seeing all St. Louis had to offer in the wee hours of morning, we got back on the interstate and headed west across Missouri. It was my turn to drive, so I stocked up on Monster energy drinks and Starbucks iced coffees.
...and asleep. Breaking the only rule we had...
Perfect food for the road. As it became lighter, my fellow companion Colin broke the sacred rule we vowed not to break as long as we were driving. We made it a rule that the passenger had to stay awake for the driver, for two reasons: A. So the driver didn't fall asleep and wreck and kill everyone, and B. So that the driver didn't get bored out of his mind!!! No, Missouri's a great state I'm sure, but driving straight across on I-70, there's absolutely nothing to see until Kansis City. Which we didn't see until someone had woken up. Anyways, it was no big deal...just peacefully frustrating and quiet. The hum of the engine put me at ease, almost too much at ease....but I was ok in the end.
After many driving rotations and traveling in Kansas, Nebraska, and Iowa, we turned west across South Dakota.
The traveling picks up from the Mount Rushmore state, in the same day, in the next journal entry. I just want TravBuddy to know the crazy amount of driving we did.