Brigid, Georgina and I biked to the Arch. George got a flat and I forgot a spare tube (Bad hostess/bad cyclist!) So we walked the last mile or so.
Brig found the industrial landscape depressing, but she took these photos.
Brig and George took photos of each other under the arch while I rode down to the river bike path and bummed a tube off a very nice cyclist. Yay!
(Photo by B)
(B took the good ones)
TS and her friend Ann, who was visiting from Rochester, NY, met us.
There was a lot of laying in the grass.
Ann
Brig danced the best animation of the weekend. These are just a sampling.
GAP!
George is tall. She almost touched the airplanes that were flying beneath the arch.
We rode to Forest Park, and lazed about in the grass some more.
Anton met us for Brazilian food and made this self portrait of herself as a beautiful ghost.
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