Kansas City

While we certainly aren't going overboard on summer vacations because of our Greek Extravaganza, (Yes...I'm going to call it that from now on...) we did make it out to Kansas City a couple of weeks ago for a long weekend. My husband's fraternity brother was getting married and one of my best friends  just bought a new condo there, so it was perfect time for a visit. 

We came up on a Friday afternoon and met Sarah at her place. (She was kind enough to let us crash there the first night.) Here's Sarah in front of her awesome condo right on the Plaza...

After a great dinner we headed over to the Power and Light district. (AKA what St. Louis would have if Ballpark Village would ever come to fruition.) It was awesome. It really made me sad that we have a muddy hole in it's place. The place was full of great bars and clubs and was PACKED. The city was really supporting their new hot spot.  Luckily, I didn't get any pictures of myself, but here is one of my husband dancing with Sarah. Should I be concerned? :)

Saturday we did a little shopping damage on the Plaza before heading over to our hotel. We stayed at The Raphael on the Plaza. It is a fantastic historic hotel. The wedding took place on a country club. (Can't remember the name..Indian Hills maybe?) The ceremony was outdoors and the dinner was inside. They had a gorgeous tent set up outside where the dancing took place. By that time it was breezy and cool. Of course I failed to get any of the important bride and groom pics, but here is one of us on the golf course and the great lantern set up inside the tent. It was beautiful. My pictures don't do it justice. 

We continued the party at a few bars on the Plaza which meant that Sunday I woke up with a hangover from hell. We managed to get the heck out of town. The rest of the day isn't worth reporting about.  (OK, we did make an emergency stop for a greasy fast food breakfast, but you didn't really need to know that...)

I also just realized that I used the word "plaza" like 30 times in this post. Sorry....there is no other word for it. Plaza Plaza Plaza. There. Now I used it like 33 times....