We’ve been in Kansas City for over 24 hours now, and I’m already happily adjusting to a nocturnal lifestyle. The job I’ll be working is third shift, so I’m now waking up and starting my day while most of you are closing yours down. I love it.
Living at night means no traffic, no crowds and no sun glare. I don’t have the best vision during the day, but at night we are all equally challenged. It’s cool (not that Kansas City is hot) and calm. My phone doesn’t give me dozens of notifications because everyone I know is asleep. It’s peaceful.
Kansas City itself is a nice surprise. There is a ton of stuff to do, and almost all of it is free. The wages are high and the cost of living is really low compared to what I’m used to. There are parks and green areas everywhere. In my first 24 hours I saw wild deer in the city and met up with a raccoon at the dumpster. There is low humidity and a constant breeze.
Friday morning (now my Thursday night) I go in to in-process and find out details about this job and then it’s off to explore the city. I’ll be posting photos to my Instagram feed of what we see. In the meantime, here is the poem I wrote when I woke up to face a lovely, dark day.