Too late,we've already busted westward
On the outskirts of St.Louis now,after visiting the 'Our Lady of the Snows' shrine,Cahokia Mounds and trying to track down a painting of a Piasa Bird in Alton (tonight's motel has a guide with the address for that one,we'll get it tomorrow.).
I'm quite unsure about St.Louis,we've either been circling it all day,like a predator circles its prey,or its slowly sucking us in,like we're caught in its gravitational pull.
I'm wanting to go visit the Gateway Arch tomorrow,after laundry duty and that painting,Persistence keeps pulling faces tho,I dont think she wants to get any closer to the city than we already are.