Well, what a trip! Thursday April 3, started out as a very gloomy and overcast day. Our son, Bill, picked me up to go to the airport, I was sure that I would not get out due to cloud cover, but we actually took off on time. That dear ones is about all that went well that day.
I got to St. Louis in about an hour. My girls were there waiting at the gate, they had arrived about an hour ahead of me. We hugged and laughed and headed for the baggage claim, and ground transportation. Dixie tried to hijack a 'SEGWAY' ( not sure of the spelling there) from a uniformed police man. She was turned down.
Baggage too, came off without a hitch, another unusually bright spot.
By now it's pouring out side and we are waiting for the Shuttle to come and pick us up for the ride downtown and to our hotel. We waited, getting cold, still waited getting colder, by the way Johnette isn't feeling well, she has a cold, and shouldn't be out in this miserable wet weather.
So, we mosey, trailing our luggage back inside to call the dispatcher, again and see what is causing the delay. They tell us about 20 minutes, and they'll have someone there to pick us up.
Well, about 40 minutes later a van arrives, but it is full and can not take us, but, we are told another will be along in about 5 minutes. Twenty minutes later Dixie declares with authority, we are taking the METRO LINK. So here we go, trailing our luggage through the garage, and up the ramp, and into the elevator that takes you to the train's platform. Did I mention it was pouring down rain? I had a small umbrella, but no one else did.
Arriving on the platform we figure out how to purchase our ticket, and as we do this, here comes a train, but we aren't ready and they don't wait, so we watch sadly as our refuge from the cold and rain pulls out of the station warning us that the doors are closing.
Finally another train comes we get on and are whisked away through the city and we can finally sit down.
We aren't altogether sure of where to get off, but decide the BUSCH STADIUM stop is the one. Oh my goodness, the doors open and there is such a crush of people wanting to get on that we are sure we won't get off, but Donna just pushed on through and we made it. It seems that a CARDINALS game had just let out, talk about timing.
We trailed our luggage again a couple of blocks, now it's only a tiny drizzle, to our beautiful Hilton hotel, we are allowed to check right in and proceed to our lovely, cozy room.
After unpacking and hanging things up to dryout, we decide we are starving and head for the hotel dining room where we enjoy a suprisingly nice meal.
We are happy now, and the girls are tired, so we head back up stairs, and the girls climb into bed. Donna can't sleep, it's 9:30 people, I can't go to bed at 9:30. So there I sit in a darkened hotel room with two sleeping and snoring friends, I'm still awake, hmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
I got to St. Louis in about an hour. My girls were there waiting at the gate, they had arrived about an hour ahead of me. We hugged and laughed and headed for the baggage claim, and ground transportation. Dixie tried to hijack a 'SEGWAY' ( not sure of the spelling there) from a uniformed police man. She was turned down.
Baggage too, came off without a hitch, another unusually bright spot.
By now it's pouring out side and we are waiting for the Shuttle to come and pick us up for the ride downtown and to our hotel. We waited, getting cold, still waited getting colder, by the way Johnette isn't feeling well, she has a cold, and shouldn't be out in this miserable wet weather.
So, we mosey, trailing our luggage back inside to call the dispatcher, again and see what is causing the delay. They tell us about 20 minutes, and they'll have someone there to pick us up.
Well, about 40 minutes later a van arrives, but it is full and can not take us, but, we are told another will be along in about 5 minutes. Twenty minutes later Dixie declares with authority, we are taking the METRO LINK. So here we go, trailing our luggage through the garage, and up the ramp, and into the elevator that takes you to the train's platform. Did I mention it was pouring down rain? I had a small umbrella, but no one else did.
Arriving on the platform we figure out how to purchase our ticket, and as we do this, here comes a train, but we aren't ready and they don't wait, so we watch sadly as our refuge from the cold and rain pulls out of the station warning us that the doors are closing.
Finally another train comes we get on and are whisked away through the city and we can finally sit down.
We aren't altogether sure of where to get off, but decide the BUSCH STADIUM stop is the one. Oh my goodness, the doors open and there is such a crush of people wanting to get on that we are sure we won't get off, but Donna just pushed on through and we made it. It seems that a CARDINALS game had just let out, talk about timing.
We trailed our luggage again a couple of blocks, now it's only a tiny drizzle, to our beautiful Hilton hotel, we are allowed to check right in and proceed to our lovely, cozy room.
After unpacking and hanging things up to dryout, we decide we are starving and head for the hotel dining room where we enjoy a suprisingly nice meal.
We are happy now, and the girls are tired, so we head back up stairs, and the girls climb into bed. Donna can't sleep, it's 9:30 people, I can't go to bed at 9:30. So there I sit in a darkened hotel room with two sleeping and snoring friends, I'm still awake, hmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
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You're a great story teller. Love it. Sharon
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