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More photos here)
I promised a much delayed update on the
Miss Rockaway Armada in St. Louis, so here it is. Better late than never (becoming an unfortunate motto around here lately).
- Wetsuits! (cause that water gets cold late in the year)
- Rotting dead deer blood in the car = pretty nauseous smell (eventually the carcass would be lit on fire by unknown persons).
- People in downtown St. Louis locking the doors on their SUV as I biked slowly by trying to read street signs at night.
- Nice people at the
Black Bear Bakery.
- The
Camp House rules! Such nice kids.
- Late-night drunken dance party at Camp.
- Cementland = giant abandoned cement factory with cool hidden stuff.
-
Cool refurnished Greyhound Bus at Cementland.
- Getting politely chased away for taking photos near scrap yards and industrial sites.
- East St. Louis = Gary, IN.
- Brooklyn, IL = strip-club-land.
- Meeting a nice Christian employee at a coffee shop who was very helpful and didn't try to help me find Jesus while he was helping me find my way to South St. Louis.
- Stripping wood off of
I Left My Heart In Kirksville in the rain.
- Working on bicycles in the Camp bike shop.
- Riding 30 miles on a cruiser bike that felt like it was pulling a ton of bricks.
- Exploring abandoned buildings (so many that they almost become unexciting after a while).
- Jaci and her new pit bull puppy.
-
The bridge/pylon camp/squat over the Mississippi.
-
The City Museum is probably to coolest museum ever. You owe it to your (possibly unborn) children to take them there once in their life.
- Neighborhood kids running amok the school area of Camp.
- Pussying out and not trying to run across the
very busy train bridge carrying my bike with me.
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MP3:I remember a member of CSS telling me how much they liked this song by Grizzly Bear, so I was happy when I discovered this (very well done) cover.
• CSS -
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myspace.