Parenthood seems to amplify the restorative power of a getaway. Two whole nights in a hotel bed without a toddler kicking your kidneys is like the equivalent of a two week beach vacation in pre-kid life.
Joe’s sisters Ellen and Molly and I were determined to celebrate the first time in years that none of us has been pregnant/breastfeeding and have some quality bonding time with a girls trip to Kansas City.
Our adventure started with facials at The Elms, a historic hotel and spa in Excelsior Springs, Missouri. If you book a treatment there, you can hang out in “the grotto” – a kind of magical underground hot tub/steam room/sauna situation that feels like this ridiculously tranquil return to the womb. I’m already trying to figure out when I can return! My photos don’t do it justice, so check out The Elms website. We didn’t stay overnight, but had lunch, got facials and then were able to relax in the grotto until check-in in Kansas City.
In KC, we stayed at the Best Western Seville Plaza, which is in a great location between the Plaza and Midtown, within walking distance to Westport. We first stayed there on the way to OKC last fall because it’s pet friendly. They serve a legit breakfast buffet in the morning and have frozen margaritas for weekend happy hour, free parking and are also a quick walk to art museums and thus have earned my loyalty.
For dinner on Friday night, we were headed to Beer Kitchen in Westport, but it was part of a massive St. Pat’s pub crawl, so went down the street to Port Fonda, which was also highly recommended by friends. Being Irish/Mexican in heritage, their outdoor seating was the perfect vantage for me to watch the St. Pat’s revelers while sipping on a mango habenero margarita. On our way back from Westport we popped into The Levee and danced to a funk band in a way that only off-duty moms can.
Saturday morning, we strolled down to the Plaza and nursed hangovers with fresh juices from t. Loft, which is basically Gwyneth Paltrow in cafe-form. Then we walked up to the Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art, which is massive (and free!) and wandered galleries while the KC Youth Symphony Chamber Orchestra played.
Then we drove to Crown Center (although we wanted to figure out the streetcar!) and got lunch to-go from unforked and picnicked in the park on the grounds of the National World War I Museum + Memorial before exploring there for a few hours. The museum is beautifully laid out, the exhibits thoughtful and interactive and the Memorial provides a breathtaking view of the city. I read Vera Brittain’s WWI memoir “Testament of Youth” last year and so felt this connection with the people and events of the war in a way I hadn’t before.
After a brief siesta, we went out to Blue Koi for dinner to satisfy a craving for noodles and Chinese. The W. 39th street area of Midtown had a bunch of cute bars and shops, but we were ready for pajamas and a movie.
Sunday morning we realized we’re old and can’t sleep in anymore, so we had breakfast and perused at the neat health food market next to our hotel before the Kemper Museum of Contemporary Art opened up. Their Rashid Johnson exhibition (open until Mar 21) is engrossing.
We hit up Jack Stack for some lunchtime BBQ (and brought home sauce for the spouses) before we headed home, excited to see our families and plotting our next adventure.