So, my big plan this week was to tag along to B's conference in St. Louis and spend the days exploring the city, trying cool new restaurants and basically enjoying the utter lack of any kind of "have to," then hang with her at night for more fun. So why is it that when a ginormous thunderstorm (with ping-pong-ball-sized hail) blows into town, I'm suddenly at a loss for how to amuse myself indoors?
If I'm being honest, I'm normally more of an inside-type of person. Yes, I love being outside, especially on vacation, but -- back home, at least -- it doesn't often occur to me to leave any building I'm in. So today, faced with no other alternative than to stay inside the really nice Hyatt Regency with a view of the St. Louis Arch from my window, all I wanted to do was be outside. I even got so desperate for something to do that I sat in on one of her conference sessions. Know what's more boring than a conference session? A session at a conference that isn't yours. Whoops.
Lesson learned.
On the upside, we did have a great where-the-day-takes-you Sunday in St. Louis, wandering through the Landing and ending up in a casino where we played roulette across from Detroit Tigers right-fielder Magglio Ordonez. We must have been the only people in the room who knew who he was. Plus, we won at the tables.
As the sun is peeking through the clouds now, I have high hopes that we'll return to the Landing tonight and try the sushi at The Drunken Fish.
Hello again, outside.
