When I arrived in Wichita, Kansas after a five hour long drive from Dallas, Texas in a behemoth 15-seater van, I was slightly disappointed that autumn had not yet settled here either. I was hoping to escape Southern California's scathing heat and fall into another season in Dallas, but that was not to be. So, I set my sights on Wichita, hoping it would grant me my wish. Alas, my whims were denied. I was not going to allow my disappointment to dampen my time in this beautiful city, however. It was much quieter and calmer here, and I discovered that I had really taken a liking to Wichita. I even pondered moving here in the next few years. While Southern California is beginning to look more and more like a desert due to the severe drought, Wichita was a lush green paradise to my sore eyes.