Thursday Arch Series

One of the stranger and more amusing things to see at last weekend's Grand Centre block party was a nine hole mini golf course in the art galleries at The Sheldon. Each hole was designed by a different group, all whimsical, all unique. 

The eighth hole was based on the renovated Gateway Arch grounds.  You had to putt your ball through or around the Old Courthouse and then plunk it into a cup modeled on the new entrance to the Arch museum. The ball then ran through a tunnel to a lower level, resembling the street and promenade in front of the Mississippi. The player had to drop the ball into one more hole in the street. If you did that the red warning light on the top of the Arch lit up. Ellie got it done with what I think soccer would call a hand ball.
    

Dragonfly, Gecko, Mini Golf

We had dinner Monday night at Dragonfly, one of Tamarindo's best restaurants. Excellent food, nice people, and, away from the center of town, reasonable prices. However, there were interesting things off the menu.

Just beside where we were sitting was a row of red Chinese lanterns, hung from the ceiling over a long table. A party of 20 was seated there. Carolyn pointed up at two of the lanterns - there were geckos crawling around inside them. Heaven knows how they got there, as the only opening points down. One of them was right at the bottom, looking like it was about to make its escape.

What does one do in such circumstances? Lean over to the diner under the lantern, tap her on the shoulder, and say excuse me, please, but I think there's a gecko about to fall down the back of your dress? What would Emily Post advise?

The other curiosity was a very new, utterly empty miniature golf course next to the restaurant. It was blazing with light. An attendant was on duty. Not a customer on the course. Looked like the mini golf of the spirit world.

Afternoon to sunset boat ride today on a big catamaran. Lunch and open bar included in the price. They call it the booze cruise. Stand by the rail at your own risk.