Peter and I went to St. Louis for the weekend last month. We got an excellent guided tour around by my grad-school friend Jen, an archivist at the Arch (a fortuitous job if ever there was one), and her lovely husband Charley, who knows how street names in St. Louis are pronounced because they’re named for his family.

Alas, I didn’t have my camera out for, say, my massive concrete at Ted Drewes or the gorgeous Moolah Theater or the groovy sculpture park or the Tums headquarters and factory, but I did on the day when Peter and I went to the incredibly photogenic Arch…better known as the Monument to Westward Expansion, which is downright creepy-sounding. All the Arch p0rn you could ever want is up on Flickr.