I once attended a concert in Columbus where I was in row triple "m" though I felt like BB King played in my lap. It's a wonderful experience. Kansas City, Mo airport was like that for me. I got off the plane and I nearly stumbled over the baggage claim. The shuttle desk was in front of me when I turned around. Ten steps and I was at the shuttle pickup site. My salute to the airport architect.

The shuttle driver was gregarious. Even though it was pitch dark, he gave us a tour of the city. Here's the 800,000 square foot convention hall. There's a lit up paddle wheeler on a dark Missouri River, a Union station under renovation. In fact, there seemed to be quite a lot of new and ongoing construction. There's a 30 story replica of the Empire State Building. (My daughter calculated that even kids couldn't make it through the doorways without bending over. We imagined shrunken desks, narrow hallways, squished elevators. However, I did not actually see this building as it was pitch dark). We passed the Hallmark Card factory, now home of traded player Ziggy. Of course there's the evil twin, Kansas City Kansas, which we did not visit, though it was just around a turn in the river.