Motto: | So here we are with those bullets!! |
Place and time: | St. Louis, MO, 16.-18.3.2004 |
Chairman: | - |
Attendance: | Lubos Pick (navigator) Honza Rehacek (driver) |
Guests: | David Opela Jindra Stodola George Stodola |
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Friday 11:00 Lubos arrives from Columbia, MO, checks into the hotel and discovers that the good old US of A hasn't built to accomodate pedestrians 12:30 Lubos meets with David; both have lunch and take a tour of campus 16:00 Lubos gives a lecture at Wash U; dinner at Thai Cafe - David discovers that a lump of chicken made an unlawful entry into his vegetarian soup 19:30 Unsuccesful attempt to catch Honza at the airport; his United Express flight was truthful to its name and by the time Lubos and David arrived, Honza was trying to find a way from Budget to the hotel. 20:30 Meeting at the hotel; in 30 seconds Honza manages to lose his keys; strangely, it takes him much more than 30 seconds to find them 21:00 We are trying to find Jindra's residence, about 10 miles to the North; finding it was most likely God's gift to weary travellers as three Czechs driving in the night with little or no knowledge of St. Louis and relying on Lubos' photocopied maps had about as much chance of finding anything as the three Stooges after complicated lobotomy 22:00 Refreshments in Jindra's home; she showed us enticing pictures of local parks and told us, how she were teaching poor unsuspecting kids at her elementary school the Czech song "Stodola, pumpa" (an act equivalent to Czech kids having to memorize Shakespeare's collected works backwards) 23:45 Driving David to campus and then returning to the hotel; Lubos' first navigational mistake: after exiting from I-70 we made several loops in an unknown territory to have finally discovered and followed a signpost to the hotel, which led us back onto the same Interstate that we left fifteen minutes ago; Honza demanded that for each navigational mistake he would get extra 10 minutes of the precious morning sleep 01:00 Prolonged discussion whether to visit East St. Louis or not; we were fighting the temptation to visit this sacred place of the American underworld; to accomplish this, we decided that we would have to buy several boxes of bullets and if caught, should pretend that we are bullet-wholesalers, just bringing in "the stuff" (that idea gave rise to the motto: "So here we are with those bullets") 01:45 After realizing that neither Budget nor Avis would rent us a tank, we decided not to visit East St. Louis; afterall we could always hit each other repeatedly with a brick and look exactly like we actually went there... 01:50 Lubos falls asleep as Honza is telling him a story how he and Jirka went to a concert of a band, whose lead singer had rather vague idea of harmony, but could pack three negatives into a single English sentence. 02:00 Honza does NOT fall asleep thanks to Lubos' inhuman snoring that would have awakened even a night watchman at Cape Canaveral 03:00 Honza wonders, whether the acoustic energy of Lubos' snoring could be utilized to propel submarines 04:00 Honza experiences a temporary bout of insanity 05:00 Honza falls asleep ----------------------------------------------------------------------- 17.4. Saturday 06:50 Lubos wakes up; Honza pretends to be sleeping 08:25 Honza gets up pondering a voluntary manslaughter 10:00 Delicious breakfast with David at St. Louis Bread Company (Strawberry Salad, Sandwiches, French Onion Soup, tea, water, milk) 11:00 Tour of campus and adjacent Forest Park; we are being expelled from the golf course, despite the fact that we are leaving on it much fewer marks than a flock of nearby ducks 11:20 We are passing an artificial cascading waterfall with a young woman, who was sitting lonely at its foot and looking pensively at an unspecified point on the horizon (according to Honza, she was dreaming of being deep in the jungle and was awaiting her prince charming on the white horse; according to Lubos she was dreaming of being in Missouri and was anxiously awaiting a delivery guy with pizza) 12:00 Journey to the south, Lubos' 2nd navigational mistake - he misses the fact that I-170 ends (we should have taken I-64) 13:00 We got off route 67 to buy some drinks and to stretch a bit; again we realized that the USA hadn't been built with pedestrians in mind 13:30 While driving in rural Missouri, we passed houses with inordinate piles of junk, old cars, buses and tractors behind them; apparently citizens of Missouri possess some kind of inside information about the world's supply of iron ore being on the verge of severe depletion and waste no time stocking up on the precious commodity. Clever! 14:30 We arrive at the Taum Sauk Park and take a 3 mile loop to a waterfall 15:00 Frolicking at the waterfalls...or more precisely watertrickles... 15:30 As we followed upstream, we bumped into two nature-lovers watching a watersnake in a pool trying to digest a frog; however, the stubborn snake refused to move despite the fact that we instructed it so both in Czech and in English; frustrated, we engaged the snake in a staring contest; the snake won hands down even though it didn't have any 15:45 On our way back to the parking lot, we noticed that the woods bear an uncanny resemblance to those in the Blair Witch Project. 16:00 Short drive from Taum Sauk Park to Johnson Shut-Ins State Park; on the way there we follow a road that leads north, west AND south; clear proof that Missouri is the first quantum state of the Union, as only in quantum mechanics can you go in three different directions at the same time; Lubos takes pictures of this topographical gem 17:00 We found the head of the Shut-Ins trail; the Black River cascading playfully among rocks and boulders was so enchanting that we decided to sacrifice the rest of the loop and spent an hour wading its shallow turqoise waters and sun-bathing on flat rocks surrounding its banks. 18:00 Journey back north through a tranquil countryside; we were supposed to meet Jindra and George in a St. Louis district known as Soulard 20:30 Lubos' 3rd navigational mistake; after missing an exit to Soulard we found ourselves crossing Mississippi and heading for - of all places - East St. Louis. We did 180 as soon as we could and soon recovered our originally intended path without being shot at 21:30 Due to our late return, Norton Cafe was full and, after roaming the streets of Soulard for about 30 minutes, we settled in Hammerstone Cafe that also featured some live music (or for most part: live tuning) 22:30 It turned out that to get a meal at Hammerstone Cafe is less trivial than we expected; first, our waitress told us that we cannot have anything with potatoes, since the last one in the kitchen disappeared under rather mysterious circumstances; we have never quite figured out whether that last potato poured gasoline all over it and burned itself to death or whether it simply jumped off the stove never to be found again; few kiloseconds later, that same lovely waitress, who thought that flirting with a gentleman sitting at the corner table was perfectly equivalent to bringing us forks, finally returned (in the meantime Lubos got the forks from independent sources) and announced that we also cannot have beer, prime rib and raspberries on our cake because - quote - "our kitchen is crazy", which explained why most potatoes in its jurisdiction have tendency to commit suicide. 23:00 Honza suggests that we should steal their tablecloth to show them that "we won't sell our hides cheap"; after some internal negotiations we decided to leave the tablecloth on the table as part of the tip 23:30 Having beer, hot chocolate and a cake in a Cafe on Delmar Loop close to David's place; nice touch after a beautiful day 00:50 going to bed --------------------------------------------------------------------- 18.4 Sunday 07:30 Lubos gets up with songs on his lips 08:30 Honza gets up with cusswords on his lips 09:00 Checking out from the hotel and heading for the Arch 09:30 Lubos' 4th navigational mistake: after missing a turn we found ourselves heading for the tantalizing edge of East St. Louis again 10:00 Lubos cannot refrain from dipping his hands into the murky waters of Mississippi; Honza admires the Arch glistening in the morning sun 10:15 We bought tram tickets to the top of the Arch; since we had few extra minutes, we took a quick walk to nearby downtown 10:40 We almost missed our tram, because we got stuck in the security line; apparently most people in front of us had scrambled steel for breakfast as all of them set off the metal detector despite the fact that - one by one - they took off all the metal articles attached to their bodies 11:00 Admiring the truly beatiful view of Illinois and Missouri from the Arch 11:10 Admiring the truly beautiful view of a lady accompanying us in a tight capsule on our way back down 11:20 Attempting to break the world's record in running through the Museum of Western Exploration; the attempt was unsuccesful due to Lubos' sudden infatuation with a moving figurine of a sergeant of the US Army 12:00 Arriving in the City Museum that was located in what looked like an old factory building in a ghost district of St. Louis, except it had a school bus overhanging from the roof - which we took as a good sign 12:30 After a little difficulty finding parking, we enjoyed the numerous attractions inside and outside - as it turned out, the museum was designed as an amusement park with plethora of caves, monkey trails, slides and an inspiring exposition of artwork by local kids 13:45 when we were about 200 yards away from Budget return and just pulling into a gas station we came closest to a traffic accident; a young lady in the next lane had some trouble deciding whether she wants to apply her lipstick or brakes and she were vigorously discussing this pressing issue on her cellular phone with a good friend of hers 14:30 After checking in at the airport, we finally had some time to sit down at the Rib-Cafe and have our first, and actually also last, meal of the day - the brunchinner! (breakfast & lunch & dinner) 15:00 BBQ chicken and sandwich with some Foster and cheesecake on top of that made the final exclamation point after our trip to St. Louis 15:55 Lubos takes off 18:15 Honza takes off (with an hour delay) 19:00 Lubos gets stuck in Minneapolis 02:00 Honza gets to bed as usual 03:00 Lubos gets to bed way past his bedtime ----------------------------------------------------------------------------
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