On Sunday, May 5, after a most enjoyable visit to St. Louis, where we rode and photographed the St. Louis Loop trolley and accomplished some sightseeing (as well as visiting with some friends), we were back on the road again, heading for Louisville, where we would bunk and spend some time with Clare’s first cousin Bob and his family. We would break our journey at French Lick, Indiana, which would add an extra 50 miles to the 290 mainly along route I-64 between our origin and destination.
I suspect you can figure out why we took the detour. If not, the answer is to visit a streetcar line in the middle of the state. French Lick is a resort town with a population of about 1,800, and is anchored by the French Lick Springs Hotel, which dates back to 1845. The tramway links the spa with another hostelry from the same era, the West Baden Springs Hotel, a little under 1