boulevards, bluegrass & beaumont airport

We've been in KC for nearly 4 weeks, and we've started eyeing our suitcases, wondering how we'll fit in all the goodies we've accumulated or been given during our home leave. Before we came here, I had trouble wrapping my mind around a month in KC, and now I'm struggling to think about returning to Cambodia for a year. Regardless of where the plane is taking us, I never feel much excitement or anticipation for a trip until we actually land at our destination.

But at least this trip has had very few regrets - we've been able to see everyone and go everywhere we wanted! Here are a few highlights of the past few weeks.

Andrew's sister & I getting ready for a 2-mile fun run with Andrew down the boulevards past the Plaza in KC

Beautiful sunrise before the run!

Little Freshie raspberry rose snowcone - oh sooo good and delicious and a place I've been fantasizing about!

17 weeks.....

We headed down to Winfield with my parents to spend a few days with my grandparents and one day at the Walnut Valley Festival. It's a bluegrass music festival that's been going for over 40 years in my mom's hometown. But my parents and I had never been, so we decided to make a day out of it. I can't even begin to explain how amazing it was - tons of food trucks, arts and crafts vendors and, of course, a huge variety of talented musicians young and old. Over 15,000 people attend from all over the country, many spreading out in campers and tents in the grounds surrounding the festival site. We were only able to attend one day, but in the future I will definitely carve out more time to spend there.

My favorite group - the Haunted Windchimes

Huge crowds at one of four stages

Food trucks - yay!!!

Andrew & I with my grandparents

On our way back to my hometown, my dad decided to take a detour down memory lane. Years ago before I came on the scene, my parents ran an airport in a very small town. Occasionally my dad would take Mom and some friends up in a plane and fly about 10 minutes to Beaumont, Kansas for lunch at the Beaumont Hotel. Since the 1960's, planes have been landing on a strip in town (at first, they'd land on Main Street), taxi down to the "bent prop" parking lot for planes, and pop into the hotel for lunch. Although we cruised into town in my dad's car, we still enjoyed watching planes taxi into town and park across the street from the diner. It's a pretty sweet little piece of Americana, in the middle of rural Kansas.

My dad & I

I'll never get tired of the wide open skies on the prairie...

So as you can see, it's been a busy month. The next time you hear from us, we'll probably be back in Cambodia, adjusting to humid temperatures and daily rain storms and all the other joys of tropical living. The adventure never ends...
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