This week's travels took me to Kansas by way of Kansas City, Missouri.
As a kid, I was so confused by the fact that Kansas City is not the capital of Kansas. Not even in Kansas for that matter.
I remember telling the teacher defiantly, "That would be like New York City being the capital of Connecticut!"
Just not right, I tell ya. Just not right.
On the plus side, I was always able to remember that the capital of Kentucky was Frankfort. See, "frankfort" reminded me of frankfurters (hot dogs) which reminded me of Kentucky Fried Chicken. Frankfurters, Kentucky. Who could forget that? (I was a twisted kid, what can I say?)
On one of my previous business trips I wrote about the Alamo for no other reason than I was there. Clearly I need more hobbies when I am challenging myself to write a blog post tying life balance to the battle at the Alamo. (Okay, so I'm still twisted.)
So, there I was sitting in the lobby of my Kansas hotel waiting for my ride to the client site. Knowing I wanted to do some blogging during my trip, I passed the time trying to come up with a good writing challenge.
Something about Kansas. Hmmm... The Wizard of Oz. Of course! There must be a way to tie life balance to such a great, iconic story.
Too bad I'm not staying in Wichita, I thought. Wicked Wichita. Wichita of the West. The Good Wichita. My mind searches for more ideas. What else?
Trying not to let my inner brainstorm die down, my eyes scan the room for inspiration. It's a standard issue Marriott.
I got nuthin.
Not sure if my fabulous shoes will be the thing to put Delta Airlines out of business, but it's a great reminder that home is always just one thought away.