Warning : Long and picture heavy post. I made it back from KC last night so here’s the recap. The train was late leaving, about an hour, but I’d been warned that happened so I took that in stride. What I did not take in stride was pulling my big ass suitcase up the giant hill in front of Nate’s apartment. I’m not sure why he kept walking, maybe he thought if he got far enough in frot of me I’d be motivated to hurry. No luck, instead I reverted to a 4 year old, whining loudly for all to hear – Naaaaateeeee, waiiiiiit dooon’t leeeeave meeeee. It worked, he came back and got the suitcase. 🙂 He’s got his backpack, duffel bag, laptop and my suitcase. I had my purse.
I loved the train! The price is good, its comfortable I can knit and read on it. Not that I did much of either. I mostly sat in the dining car.
While I had a beer Nate pretended that he didn’t know me. Loser.
Nathan’s brother picked us up and we pretty much crashed after getting in. But Friday was coffee and the plaza and then off to meet up with some friends of theirs for sushi (yum!) before the David Sedaris show. The show was ok. I’m not sure what I was expecting but I think it would have been nice if he had talked longer. Also we weren’t allowed to take any beverages into the theater, I guess he asked for that measure. I snuck a water bottle in my purse, I didn’t drink it in there, I just
didn’t want to have to throw it away. After the show was over was crazy they were making us all go out the same door so it’s this huge mess and we’re funneling past all these other doors but we can’t go out them. If I’d been with some other friends I probably would have just thrown a fit and gone out but I knew Nate would be embarrassed so I behaved. While all this was going on I took my water bottle out and was drinking it. We were allowed beverages in the area I was in. But as I’m going out the door, this frizzy-hair blond bitch tells me I can’t take my water outside. I responded that it was water and I’d paid for it and kept walking. She chased me out of the theater to get my 16 oz water bottle ya’ll. I’m not kidding. Who does that? I was so flabbergasted that I ended up giving it to her but I was mad all night that I didn’t keep walking. ah! I’m gonna call The Uptown tomorrow and find out how they can enforce no water bottles in the street?
Saturday morning we me Tab and Doug for coffee then listened to a lecture that Doug gave about the sun. The museum it was in had real Soda Shop down stairs so Tab and I had root beer floats. Then I headed to The Studio to check out yarn (great place! and within walking distance of The Plaza). I got a couple of good things I’ll be showing later in the week and something for the contest winner.
I couldn’t use flash but they had a lot of cool old pharmacy stuff.
Kansas City is the City of Fountains
Me knitting in a coffee shop while Nate tries to figure out the camera.
Nate drinking coffee