In the last five years Kansas City has become something like a rare blooming flower, slowly opening up and showing us its beauty. Aside from some politics and fiscally weird ideas KC has for the airport and downtown trolly, this city is truly amazing.
I moved to KC 10 years ago from California and little did I know I’d grow to love it. In fact, I was so sure that KC was going to be a pit-stop for 3 months and then I’d be back to the beach cities of Orange County. Over the years I watched this city grow into what has become a really enjoyable place to live. If you can brave the cold winters and humid summers, this place will surprise you. When I first came here, downtown was dead… literally. Some days you could walk a few blocks before seeing a car drive by. There were no good coffee shops, (aside from Westport’s legendary Broadway Cafe who introduced me to a proper espresso) and for the most part good food and the foodie scene were nearly non-existent. It at least felt like that until my good Texan friend Josh and I decided to look for killer Mexican food, since we both missed just how good fresh Mexican food is in the southwest. We began to explore the city and slowly but surely I discovered the nooks and cranny’s of KC that really can take you by surprise.
Then came the Royals, who I used to love back in the early 90’s when they had my favorite athlete of all time, Bo Jackson. I remember seeing him break a bat over his knee like it was particle board, and then running the ball for the LA Raiders like a boss. These last few years I noticed more and more friends going to Royals games, and decided to go to one myself. When Moustakas came up to bat, I was suddenly confused (since I’m 80% deaf) and thought the crowd was booing him. I took me a little too long to figure out that he wasn’t some player that Royals fans hated.
Moose. MOOOOO… yeah. Should’ve had some coffee that day.
Since then, I totally jumped on the bandwagon of being a proud Kansas City resident because of last years series, but honestly was wanting to move to the mountains, which we don’t have. But as soon as I made the decision to step down from the wedding industry, I suddenly could feel like I was beholding the blooming flower that is KC.
I followed this years world series much more closely, and was bugging everyone I knew to see if I could get into Kaufmann stadium to take images of the series for free and just for fun… no luck. So I made sure I was gonna be free for the parade at least, and still tried my luck on getting some sort of pass… again no luck. But I went anyways and did the best I could in a huge crowd. According to KC Star, that crowd was an estimated 800,000.
I was blown away with how well the event went. Police reported only three arrests, which goes to show just how classy KC can be. It felt like I was back in the good ol days in Cali, where family and friends would grill-out under the sun, play guitar and just be around those you love. San Francisco must feel ridiculously embarrassed about their loser fans that rioted and looted in celebration of last year’s championship win.
Since I didn’t have a media pass, I did the best I could with where I ended up. My wife couldn’t go so I tried to get her some photos so she could feel like she was there. I especially wanted to get a good image of her crush Eric Hosmer to make her day, not sure if it worked, she’s still married to me. 😉 😉
I couldn’t get a good image of every player, since I was jam packed in the crowd, so sorry in advance if you don’t see a favorite!