The unsought adventure in St. Louis

It was april 10th 2014 I left the comforts of home and headed to the amtrak station in the loop of Chicago. I caught the 301 at 7am. i was a man on a train heading South West to St. Louis. it wasn't the first time on a train but it was the first time on a long distance trip with a beverage cart amenity at my disposal. As soon the train departed and left Union station my eyes were filled colorful murals and graffiti art. The symbolic tagging on bricked walls and stationary box car trains seemed to go on for miles. I also noticed that the area between my train and the graffiti resembled a no mans land of littered trash and negligence. There was a feeling of reassurance as the train picked up speed. It was smooth sailing from there for the next 4 hours.
It was about noon when i turned and saw the missouri river it was an immense body of water that was truly a sight to see even if it was at a glimpse of a glance.

The metallic reflection of the gateway arch was an unmistakable sight that let me know of my arrival to the city of St. louis. It is truly majestic as it is a visual respite from jagged edges and blocked skyscraper landscapes. I had made it to St. Louis now it was time to un board the train and start my adventure by orienting myself and finding out just exactly where it was I ended up.