By Ann Bauer
By the time you read this, I’ll be offline in a location where my computer cord doesn’t work and my body clock is off and I can’t communicate well enough to order a cup of coffee. So forgive me if you comment and I’m delayed in my response.
Every year around the date of my birthday (mid-March) my husband and I go somewhere I’ve never been. That’s the only rule we follow. Of course, we look at other criteria to make our final decision. Major attractions such as museums, libraries, parks, restaurants and opera houses. Scenery. Mood. Money. We’ve been to Santa Fe, Zurich, Little Rock, Vienna, Miami, several Italian cities, and Budapest.
During one lean year — I think it was 2009 — we went to St. Louis on a package that bundled flight and hotel for five days for something like $400 each. It was cold, the city desolate. And yet, we had a wonderful time. The food was basic but filling and good. We toured the arch and watched the old-time movies about when it was built. At night, we went to BB’s House of Blues, Jazz and Soups and listened to throaty, dark music while eating beans and rice. I learned the people of St. Louis are among the warmest in the world. … Continue Reading