My first visit to KC was quick. I was there to interview for a job and I came in and out getting to see only highways and the airport. What little I saw I liked. Even though KC is in the middle of the great flat lands of our nation it is surprisingly hilly. A lot more than what I have seen in IL or MI. My second visit was mainly to find a place to live, looked at various places but decided on something medium sized.
One of my biggest complains about Michigan has been that there is not a lot of great places to have a good meal. The Tri-City area (Saginaw, Midland and Bay City) is horrible when it comes to good restaurants. In my 3 years here I found one good Mexican chain (Los Cuatro), one good Italian restaurant (Villa Di Alexandro) and a couple of good Asian food places (Pi’s and Genji’s). There was other places to have a good meal but nothing that was a place I would want to come back to town and say, I have to stop at X for Y.
One weekend in KC and I already have places that I want to visit again. Besides the chains that I had missed, like Red Robin and Chipotle, KC has great BBQ places. Not only that but the Mexican food that I had at Baja 600 was outstanding. They had a freshly made guacamole that was almost sinful.
The architecture in KC is awesome. There is a mixture of styles all over the place that makes the city seem almost surreal. A lot of streets have statues right as you enter them, something I have never really seen before. There also seems to be an encouragement of artistic expression not confined to just the “Art center” of the town. Everywhere you look in KC you can see either fountains or sculptures.
A ten minute drive away from the city takes to wonderful open nature. The amount of trees all around is outstanding for a developed city. The birds seemed almost eager to come and greet you, even though they were just hanging around trying to pick up half eaten chips off the floor at the outdoor eating area. Cows, yea even the cows looked happy to see us visit their town.
The people in KC were very welcoming. They all seemed to be polite, respectful and willing to help you if you needed it. Everyone we talked to was very glad to have a conversation with us and talk about whatever topic we put in front of them. Not that everyone in Michigan is rude, but trying to hold a conversation with a stranger can be as difficult as trying to dodge the rain in an open field.