We don't get into Kansas City often, even though it's less than forty miles away; so when I'm there, I always see things new to me. Like the murals on these buildings.
Sort of a tribute to Kansas City Jazz and the jazz museum, I guess.
An advertisement for local breweries.
I hadn't been to Union Station for at least forty years; today we went there to see Bodies Revealed exhibition. What a huge old building!
And what a magnificent ceiling.
Ah, Western Auto. I remember it well.