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Ahh, vacation.

The main purpose for our trip to St. Louis was for some Mumford & Sons action, but I'm glad that we decided to make a weekend out of it. I have recently grown weary of the gray compounds of this city and the escape to something a little more quiet was much needed. St. Louis is a gorgeous town with a lot of character and history, and green space, which Chicago is severely lacking. I don't regret my move here at all; in fact, I think it was the best decision I could have made. I've really grown into a different person (in a good way), but my itchy feet have me begging to move on to a new chapter. I'll have to stick it out until next April, but I will surely enjoy the rest of my time here. In the mean time, I'll plan my next move, and St. Louis might be a strong contender.

Anyway, I had such a lovely time, and it even became a real road trip when we drove on Route 66 (okay, for like, 50 seconds, but still), and developed our own little game involving white trucks and yellow cars. I would try to explain, but Rob and I have such a mutual understanding of each other, that I just don't think anyone else would get it. Thanks for a good time, pal.


Annnnd okay, one more for the road! You don't have to watch the whole thing, but please watch starting at 1:40. That banjo melts my heart every time.