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There are also air museums in Kansas City!

The TWA Museum was nice, with some amazing, knowledgeable, and very friendly docents!

The Airline History Museum and the TWA Museum are both at the Charles B. Wheeler Downtown Airport.

This Sunday was more fun and had a more satisfying result than last Sunday!

Arrowhead Stadium is a holy place to my people…

We had really great seats and were playing our hated arch rivals, the Oakland Raiders.

WE STOMPED THEM, 35-3! And it really wasn’t as close as that score might indicate.

The Chiefs now have won the AFC, have a bye week next week, and now are just two wins away from the Super Bowl for the first time since 1969.

Meanwhile, we’re packing for a busy day of travel tomorrow. Back to reality – or at least “reality-adjacent” for a transition day.

Kansas City has the finest BBQ in the world. We love us some BBQ. We’ve been on a mission to work our way through some places that show up consistently on “best of” lists.

The original site, still a gas station as well.

Not only was the food good, but the live music was a ton of fun! John Paul’s Flying Circus had blues & jazz & rock and roll and they could play, especially Bill Dye on guitar.

Tonight was Q39, a newer, upscale place that was packed – glad we had reservations!

Those are the highlights so far (others had us wondering how they ended up on a “best of” list), with one more day to go. Something else going on tomorrow though…

We flew to Kansas City on Christmas Day. That whole thing about Christmas Day being a GREAT day to travel because the airports & planes are supposedly half empty on that day? Total BS, it was a cattle car.

In KC we have six days to “kill” before the football game on Sunday. Fortunately, the KC area has plenty to see.

The Negro League Baseball Museum is just wonderful. (More pictures, full story when we get home & I’m not writing this on my phone, etc…)

The same building also has the American Jazz Museum, also worth a visit!

We had one extra day in Seattle. More pictures when we get back home, blah, blah blah, blah…

The Museum of Flight at Boeing Field in Seattle is the biggest US air museum that I hadn’t yet seen, and it was wonderful!

This trip is about more than just football. Both Seattle and Kansas City are places we’ve been in the past, but those trips were for other events (remember last year’s eclipse trip?) and there were limited opportunities for more conventional sightseeing side trips.

This time we had some slack. I’ll have many pictures and the full story later (when we’re back home) but this was the first of our Seattle secondary objectives.

The Chihuly Gardens & Glass is a spectacular exhibit!

It was another O’Dark Thirty flight.

Once here we got settled in a FABULOUS hotel. (I’m sure many pictures to follow.) And had a beautiful (if chilly) sunset.

Fifty years ago, tonight.

Christmas Eve, 1968.

1968 had been a total shit show of a year. The country was tearing itself apart. Every single day’s news brought another nightmare.

Vietnam, starting with Tet

North Korea & USS Pueblo

Racism

Prague

Paris

Politics – Johnson was not running, Nixon was and got elected

Martin Luther King had been assassinated

Bobby Kennedy had been assassinated

The Democratic National Convention in Chicago had been surrounded by riots

Olympics protests

I was twelve and we were living in the suburbs outside of Chicago. I remember wondering how far the riots would spread and my father, who worked downtown, not being sure that he should or could go into his office.

The country was desperate.

On Christmas Eve, 1968, fifty years ago tonight, three brave men gave us what we needed.

For the first time, people from this small, blue dot saw Earthrise with their own eyes.

Photo courtesy of NASA

I’ll never forget it.

Now here we are, fifty years later. Christmas Eve, 2018.

2018 has been a total shit show of a year. The country is tearing itself apart. Every single day’s news has brought another nightmare.

Racism, actively encouraged by the ruling political party

Politics – Trump is a clinically insane madman, a fascist, a wanna-be dictator, and a traitorous tool of Putin

We have children and innocent people being slaughtered by the thousands while the NRA funnels illegal Russian money into keeping Trump and his ilk in power

The economy is suddenly in freefall as billionaires got monstrous tax cuts, the stock market has now dropped into a bear market in less than a month, and millions lost health care

The fools in power in Washington have now shut down the government, leaving millions of federal employees not knowing when they’ll get their next pay check, and then they have the gaul to act like it’s a good thing

There are tens of thousands of immigrant children who have been separated from their parents and put into concentration camps with no accountability

The extremists in Washington are trying to return to the isolationist tactics that worked so well prior to World War I while ignoring the centuries of immigration and inclusiveness that literally made the US the world power that it was

We have been turned into THE BAD GUYS! We have been turned into the kind of insane, totalitarian regime that we used to go to war to overturn. I can’t put it any more plainly than that.

So here, on Christmas Eve 2018, fifty years to the night after Borman, Lovell, and Anders gave us a reason to hold onto hope, let’s pray that history repeats itself, SOON, and we get that lift we need.

Because it’s going to get ugly quickly in 2019 if we don’t.

Why were we in Seattle just before Christmas?

Oh, yeah! A good friend from work is from Seattle and his family has Seahawks season seats. He gets a few sets of tickets every year and this year got them for tonight’s game. Which he couldn’t go to.

But he knew that I was a Chiefs fan, so…

I was less than impressed with the final score, but it was a close, great, exciting game to watch and we had a LOT of fun.

Now I’m going to thaw some body parts I would prefer to not be frozen since we’ll probably be looking at 20°F lower next Sunday!

Following along on the holiday adventure?

The change in planes last night (when our original flight got delayed by over three hours – never did check to see when or if it ever made it or just got canceled entirely) unfortunately left us in the “late C” group instead of the “early B” group in boarding. (Southwest Airlines, obviously.) So it was sitting separately and middle seats all the way, and getting in at 2:30 instead of 1:20AM.

Then it was time to wake up the counter guy at Hertz (literally, and we’re not talking about a bit of voice clearing, we’re talking about finally slapping the desktop loud enough to be like a firecracker), find our way to the hotel, and then finally to bed around 3:30AM.

The highlight of the evening for me was Sage, Isiah, Nicholas, Jonathan, and Bubba. When we got to Oakland I kept an eyeball on them as they bounced off the walls while waiting for our connecting plane. And listened to their parents/guardians bark, and holler, and scold, and threaten them.

I’m not one to judge the parenting skills of others (what a crock, I am SO MUCH totally judging!) but if I hear Sage’s mom count, “One! Two!! Three!!!” one more time… Sage never once even came close to obeying or paying attention. She could have counted to Aleph-Null and back again and Sage would still be off doing whatever it was he wasn’t supposed to be doing.

Then there were Isiah and Bubba. They sat directly behind me and one or the other of them was kicking my seat constantly. Accompanied by their adult male person who said some version of “STOP THAT!” through clenched teeth about as often as Sage’s mom was proving she could make it to three.

Best was when we landed and Bubba wouldn’t wake up. (Remember, it was 2:30 in the morning after a two-hour flight.) “Dad” started threatening to just leave him behind on the plane if he didn’t stand up and get ready to deplane.

Not a nominee for “Father of the Year.”

And what’s up with all of the freakin’ dogs on planes? You would have thought we were on our way to the Westminster Dog Show for all of the tiny (and very much not so tiny) beasties getting on planes.

But that was all just the spice that made the experience interesting.

Today was quiet, a good day to rest up and get a nice dinner. Tomorrow we’ve got some football.

GO CHIEFS!