I Brake For Jazz, Barbecue, and Baseball

So I started off my adventure this morning in Lawrence, Kansas, where I spent the evening with my dear Sarah. She kindly drove me to the nearest Bikram Yoga studio (which currently only has a facebook page) in Lawrence, Kansas, while I didn't get to practice I was pleased that it does exist. I continued on my adventure, with the expectation of driving 10 1/2 hours to get to Murfreesboro,Tennessee.  I am scheduled to teach tomorrow morning at Bikram Yoga Cool Springs. As I was driving, I accidentally took a minor detour where I accidentally ended up downtown in Kansas City, Missouri.  I got back on the freeway, but noticed a large sign that said "American Jazz Museum" (neighboring the Negro Leagues Baseball Museum). How could I resist? I had to stop. So, after only forty miles, of the remaining 800, I visited both museums, which are conveniently located in one building. I highly recommend these museums.

Requiring a visit to the post office, I sought directions and a staff member who helped me told me I had to stop at a barbecue place, located right next to the post office. This barbecue place is famous that even the president visited it, when he came to town. While waiting in line at the post office, a number of patrons, a number of patrons advised me toward another barbecue location called Gates. I went to Gates and I had the lean roast beef on a bun with double dropped fries, which means frying the french fries twice.  While my arteries my arteries may not be pleased, my palate certainly was.  I may not have stopped to smell the roses, but I stopped to smell the barbecue.