When tropical humidity hits the mainland, try taking an island escape. Avoided most wardrobe malfunctions with some weatherstripping around the coconuts. A luau worth of honks, waves, smiles, maybe a-lo-“ha” or two, but I couldn’t hear from afar. Even got a wave from KCMO’s finest along Red Bridge. One gal yelled “Goooo Chiefs!” – apparently because the leis were all red and yellow. Thanks to the Cheryl walking her dog on the Blue River Trail, who snapped a photo and said I made her day.
