Downtown Des Moines, so pristine it looks photoshopped!
Trust me on this…
You wouldn’t want to have to live in Wichita. Just being from there must be a downer, judging from the folks I’ve in Kansas City who run successful bars, restaurants or businesses that practically apologize for being from the land down under.
And don’t get me started on Topeka.
I think I’ve made myself clear on how lame the capital of Kansas is and you know how much I hate to repeat myself.
Doable, I suppose, if one had to.
Although after suffering through two years in Lawrence, Kansas’ KU basketball cult, I’m pretty sure 24/7 Cornhusker Mania would be equally insufferable.
And despite the physical charms of Omaha’s Old Market, my experience was the people didn’t appear much different than the folks at Sam’s in Topeka. I know I’m being catty, just trying to keep it real.
Like most rural cities, cooler dudes like Nebraskans Kevin Collison and Greg Hall usually find a way to escape the gravitational pull to places like Kansas City or Denver.
Which brings us to the topic of the day, Des Moines, Iowa.
And while this may represent a rush to judgement, I have to say, I think I could actually handle living in Des Moines. Seriously.