"There are stains on these sheets...and hairs."

In a fit of ghost-hunting, adventure-seeking excitement, Amanda, Kaela, Kara, and I ventured to St. Louis and the historical Lemp Mansion. First, we visited the arch, and then we toured the beer factory. I learned much more about beer than I ever thought I could. Get this- Budweiser beer is the only brand bottled with a 'born-on' date. Shortly thereafter, we went to the Shakespeare festival, where fire-eaters and various other performers entertained us in Shakespearian-era clothing, except for the cargo shorts. Then we saw the actors perform King Richard the IV. It was sad and crazy. And difficult to understand who was in what family because some actors were...ethnic. We traversed back to the Lemp Mansion (where the famous brewery mogul William Lemp and his family had lived and committed suicide) to sleep soundly in the personal quarters of Charles Lemp and his wife. Charles shot himself in the room and his wife died of cancer. We explored the house but failed to see any signs of ghosts of the family. 






I'm in a funny mood today.