I'm in Kansas City, Missouri.  Gotta say, I never thought I’d ever start a blog with THAT sentence.  I'm sitting here in the Sheraton hotel Convention center, waiting for my chicken quesadilla lunch, hoping it hurries up and gets here because the next session starts in 30 minutes – and if I had a dog, I’d be saying – “I don’t think we’re in Samoa anymore Toto.” But because it would be a Samoan dog, its name would more probably be Bingo. Blackie. Whiskey. Or Rambo. (and yes, I know the Wizard of Oz started off in Kansas which is a totally different place from Kansas City but work with me here people…)
This is my first time back to America in over twenty years. How and why did I get here?  No, a tornado didn’t chuck me over here.  I took a 12 hr flight from Auckland to Los Angeles. Then I sat in the LA airport for eight hours, waiting for a flight that kept getting delayed. And I was sitting next to a bag that SOMEBODY left behind, suspiciously enough the police ...

My blog has moved to a new address. Please join me there for the rest of this scintillating blogpost on my travels to Kansas City...  http://laniwendtyoung.wordpress.com/2013/05/01/were-not-in-samoa-anymore-toto-or-new-zealand/