Monday, August 9, 2010

KC goes to KC

This past weekend as many of you know we trekked down to Kansas City. Let me tell you who else had trekked to Kansas City, the lovely Maude of Maude and Gary fame, but I'm getting ahead of myself.

On the way down we stopped at Worlds of Fun. There gets to be a point, and I don't know when it happened, where spinning just isn't fun for adults. The first ride we went on had us doing some hardcore spinning. It was called the Finnish Fling or something like that (for Iowans it is the Silly Silo). You spin around really fast, the floor drops out and you stick to the side. FUN! But not fun. You get out of their feeling yuck if you're an adult. When did this happen? I want to know at what age spinning stopped being manageable. I demand answers!

Then what do we see? Oh the Zulu. That doesn't looks TOO spinny. Wrong. It was super spinny.

Well shit. Okay. I'm an old person and what do old people do? They take a break on a water ride with some lesbians. Lesbians with tattooed faces. I don't make the rules it's just a thing you do as you get older. Onto some sort of lazy river ride. The thing is, you see people walking away soaking wet and you think "HOORAY! Fun, slow ride and it splashes. There were no splashes. We were all ready for the splashes, but they just didn't happen. Then at the end you just go under a waterfall. What a racket they have going there!

Next stop the train and this was really my time to shine. I thought it was going to be dull at first. Park goers wave at the train as it goes by and I can't tell you what a wonderful feeling it is to have strangers smiling and waving at you. I felt like I was famous. Oh I waved back. I waved my ass off. I was LOVING it. I could bask in unwarranted adoration all day.
Then we hit the roller coaster and some idiot teens behind us took their phone on the roller coaster. There are cubbies to place your things, but they chose not to. Maybe they thought they might miss out on a text while we spun upside down with our legs dangling. Ohhh weee it was hot.

These are the fish that I totally let down. I put in a quarter to get some fish food and they got all riled up cuz they've seen what happens next. Guess what didn't happen next? The dispenser stole my quarter. No fishy food. I'm sorry, guys.
I was done ruining aquatic life's day. We hit the hotel and then guess what happened? 
MAUDE! Yay! We hugged and took pictures right away. Maude was just the most delightful person you could ever hope to meet. She took us for a walk around the neighborhood and around the Art Institute's Campus. 

In this picture we're just being a couple awesome ladies, sitting on a sculpture and enjoying the breeze. I hope it does not go unnoticed the t-shirt that Maude was wearing! Yeah, that's right. BABB!

Maude gave us a tour of the plaza. We spotted some sheep along the way. 
Scott taking our picture while me and Maude chit chat. 
We made wishes in this GIANT fountain. Do you want to know what I wished for? Well too bad! I'm not telling you or it won't come true. Geez. 
Maude made friends with a street vendor. He vomited cards at us while we were walking past him. Then he did this trick, had Maude write her name on a card and well I don't know what happened. It was magic. He didn't tell me his secrets. 

Maude and I were loving the Betsey Johnson store. So bright and crazy. I wish I could get away with dressing that way.
We ate at a fancy pants Irish pub. It was voted one of the top 10 in the country. I think I know why, square plates. Everything looks fancy on a square plate. 

This was my brilliant idea of holding food up so it could all be in the picture. No sausages fell. 
The next morning we met Maude for breakfast at Winstead's. It's this Happy Days like Diner and it was great. We took our picture by the juke box. This guy attempted to stay out of the picture. Gary sent along this cute little piggy pencil topper that has yet to be photographed, but it will!
After breakfast it was time to say good-bye. Maude was AMAZING. I'm sooooo happy I got a chance to meet her and she was a wonderful KC tour guide. So fun.

On the way home we stopped at this gross place. Weird truck stop. There was a door that led upstairs to the chapel and showers. Two things that should always be placed in close proximity. 

And what was right up the frontage road from the Dinner Bell?

PYRO CITY! Whew. I need a nap just thinking about all the fun I had.


Becky Jo said...

Oh man! I totally missed out! DANG IT!

It looks like you BABBers had a fantastical weekend! :)

Liz said...

Well, India has herself a Betsy Johnson dress, probably the only one in Cape Breton... Thanks to her fashionista godfather and his partner... she has more badass dresses than any punk rock girl she's puttin one on right now. I'll post some pics later on.....
Looks like you gals had a blast in KC.

Gary's third pottery blog said...

OH MY GOSH! You all with the headless sculpture is totally priceless. I am impressed that you did not barf at the amusement park! You guys look awesome!

Becky Jo said...

I wonder if it's a survival tactic.. like, kids eat stuff that might not be good for them, so spinning and puking is an OK activity... but adults are SUPPOSED to not eat garbage, so they don't need to spin and puke?

Cheri @ Blog This Mom!® said...

Oh my gosh! How fun. I know this is just my first visit to your blog, but can you and Maude come to San Diego next? :-)

George and Maureen Johnson said...

We are so glad you and Maude had a great time. Thanks so much for sharing it with us. You are awesome for sure, and so is Maude!

k.a. barnes said...

You and Maude ARE awesome, fancy ladies. Looks like it was such fun. And Betsey Johnson! Gasp! I love that crazy woman. When are you going to do the east coast tour?

Reverend Awesome said...

I wish I could just travel around and meet everyone!!
It was great! I don't care that it's your first visit, Cheri. You bet your ass if I go to San Diego we can hit the town.
Kerry, I want to go to there soooo bad!

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