Yet, I found myself plopped into the small city of Wichita and exploring it's wide streets and flowing rivers. Upon a nice quiet walk on the river side, I spot a large sculpture in the distance.
"I gotta go see that." I say out loud and find my feet floating effortlessly in the direction of the mysterious grand statue.
It was interesting to learn about the Native Americans of the land. Sure, where I'm from we have a few historical sites, but nothing quite as outstanding as this one. This one is bold and distinctive, unable to be ignored by any surrounding atmosphere.
I'm glad my trip to Kansas found a unique opportunity to both learn a little about America and take some fantastic photos.