This was my reaction to St. Louis’s “Gateway Arch,” I didn’t know you could go in it. Neat! And you go up by these little round elevators which travel in that upward curve. :)
It is tough when you’re the one doing the breaking up, and you want to remain friends, and they’re not so much into it. :-/
Sometimes when crossing the midwest and/or southwest, things can begin to feel a little too much. Or so says my experience.
I used to find this true, that if I forgot I was an outcast, i wouldn’t feel like one, and people seemed much more accepting.
I’m not sure what i am now, I’ve spent too many years forgetting. :)
I remember seeing the southwest for the first time, and loving the beautifulness of it so much. And I still do. Although I didn’t think i got into Krazy Kat until I moved to Portland. Hrm.