On our way to Kansas City, we stopped in Columbia for a little while. We'd never been here before. We climbed all over the columns on campus.
We walked through them (a bit of foreshadowing perhaps?) . . .
. . . we sat on them . . .
. . . and we pushed our strollers through the grass in front of them.
Afterward, we took a break in front of the lions at the journalism building. We, of course, have no idea what any of this stuff means.