Alright, so check it, I gotta tell you about this thing I tried out. Saw Kevin Hart was gonna be in Kansas City, and I thought, "Man, gotta see this!" But getting there and back, that was a whole different kinda show, ya know?
First thing, I started by trying to snag some tickets. Went online, Ticketmaster, all that jazz. Ended up paying way more than I wanted, those fees are killer, but hey, it's Kevin Hart, right? Had to be done. Snagged 'em like a hawk. Felt good.
Then came the actual planning. Kansas City ain't exactly next door. I fired up Google Maps, started lookin' at routes. Debated driving versus flying. Driving seemed cheaper, but longer. Flying was quicker, but those airplane tickets, plus the baggage fees... Ugh.
Finally, I went with driving. Figured I could control my own schedule, blast my own music, make stops when I wanted. Plus, saved some cash. Started mapping out the drive, looking for decent places to stop along the way. Gas stations with clean bathrooms, that's key, ya know?
Packed the car, snacks, drinks, all the essentials. Woke up early, like butt-crack-of-dawn early. Hit the road. First few hours were smooth sailing. Radio on, singin' along, feelin' good. Then traffic started hittin'. Stop and go, stop and go. Added like an extra hour to the trip. Brutal.
Stopped for lunch at some random diner off the highway. Greasy burger, fries, the whole shebang. Exactly what I needed. Jumped back in the car, kept on truckin'.
Got to Kansas City eventually, found my hotel. Place was alright, nothin' fancy, but clean enough. Dumped my bags, freshened up, then headed straight for the venue. Didn't wanna miss a single minute of Kevin Hart.
The show itself? Man, hilarious! Kevin Hart, he's a pro. Non-stop laughs. Totally worth the drive, the hassle, everything. Seriously, I was cryin' laughing. My face hurt by the end of it.
After the show, grabbed some late-night pizza. Nothing beats a good slice after a night of comedy. Headed back to the hotel, crashed hard. Exhausted, but happy.
Next day, woke up, grabbed some breakfast, and started the drive back. Traffic was even worse on the way back, somehow. Made a few stops, grabbed some snacks, and just kept grindin'.
Finally, got back home. Unpacked the car, crashed on the couch. Sore back, tired eyes, but a huge smile on my face. Kevin Hart in Kansas City? Worth it. Would I do it again? Maybe. But next time, I might just fly, haha.
- Tickets: Got 'em online, paid too much in fees.
- Travel: Drove instead of flying, saved some cash, dealt with traffic.
- Show: Hilarious! Kevin Hart killed it.
- Return: Long drive back, even worse traffic.
- Overall: Worth it, but maybe fly next time.
