On Saturday we took Ellie to The City Museum, STL's funhouse of post-industrial junk. There is nothing like it in the world. It has some actual exhibits but most of it is a mad assortment of old building parts, architectural remnants, machinery and scrap metal. There is even a gutted Lear Jet suspended high over the street. Children love it, with its almost limitless variety of things to climb, crawl through and slide down.
Ellie may or may not have been in there somewhere. Some how this part of it reminds me of Duchamp's Large Glass.