A second road trip

After the trip to Leavenworth, we decided to visit St. Louis, MO. I have only driven through the city twice. Not stopping either time. This time, we were planing to actually get out of the car and go inside the famous arch.

Yes, we took the pups.

No, we didn't take the MINI.

The arch was cool. Not something I would drive to St. Louis especially to see, but as an option to tourist attractions, it was satisfactory.





The zoo was good. It was smaller than I had expected and it rained, but I thoroughly enjoyed myself. I didn't have to push any small children out of my way and that's always a plus. Generally, the rotten children are climbing on the sculptures and interfering with my photo opportunity. I guess the rain kept some folks away. It's just as well.

While on the "River Walk" we came across this snake. Anyone who knows my husband knows that he's not a fan of the snakes. So, I suggested he strangle this one. He complied.

Then, at a vendor wagon, I found this amazing hat. I thought it was wonderful. So did the people next to us. They said it matched his beard perfectly. Unfortunately, my husband was less than amused.

Our next tourist attraction was Grant's Farm. The Budweiser Clydesdales are stabled and trained there. Naturally, that was on our "To Do" list. Before seeing the horses, we took the tram to the park where I was overjoyed with what I discovered.

BABY GOATS!

Purchasing a small bottle of milk to feed the kids as allowed and without hesitation, I went right up to the Milk House. I was the first one in line. Unfortunately, my husband, who had the money, wasn't so eager and I had to step to the side and wait for him. FINALLY, he gave me some money and I bought 3 bottles.

Most folks heeded the warning sign "Caution. Goats can be aggressive." and stayed on the outside of the fence. Not me. No way. I was going in.
It was the absolute best. I was thrilled.
Pure happiness!

My adventure was only just beginning.

After a few minutes walking, I discovered another feeding station. This one was for llamas and camels.

Only too bad for me because this feeding station was a self service vending machine that only took quarters. Two of them. My husband didn't have any change.

I readily noticed a change machine. He was unimpressed.

So, I broke out my purse and rummaged for change. YIPPIE!! I found EIGHT quarters in the bottom of my bag.



Those guys have the coolest lips!
The llama was okay, but it made me nervous to have him look at me with his ears back like that. I did pet him and he certainly was soft, but nowhere as much fun as the camel.

He got the majority of the niblets.

I could have stood there for several more hours and plenty of dollars, but there was more to see.





Before we left that portion of Grant's Farm, I simply had to go back to the goats.
I just love them.

Off to the stables.





There were lots of babies. All but two of them were out of reach, safe behind their mothers or the "Keep off the Grass" signs.

The two that I could reach, well....they got their fair share of lovin'.


After Grant's Farm, it was back to the hotel for the pups and a return drive home.
The drive, I'm happy to say, was uneventful. No vomit.