We really needed to start heading back east or we were never going to make it to New Jersey by the 3rd so we decided our next stop would be Nebraska. After the Rocky Mountains we drove to a place called North Platte to sleep and the next morning headed on our way to Omaha. We had read about some sand dunes you can drive past so we made a detour. After driving along the boring highways in Nebraska (which seemed to have a constant smell of horse and cow manure) a change of scenery was very welcome.
Now, we’re not sure if we misread the info in the Lonely Planet guide (although we did check it again) or we were in the wrong place but there was not a sand dune in sight. As we were pretty smack bang in the middle of America I did find the idea of sand dunes a bit odd. I wondered if sand dunes was a just a metaphor for the paddock upon paddock upon paddock of corn we were driving past. There was literally nothing but a sea of yellow. Anyway we couldn’t figure out the whole sand dune saga. What we did know was that we had just added about an hour to our trip for nothing.
Undeterred we forged ahead and randomly decided to stop in at Lincoln, the capital of Nebraska. We visited the State Capitol Building which was lovely and big and architecturally interesting.
And free. Which is a good thing with all the shopping we have been doing.
When we drove into Lincoln we discovered that a football game had ended and the town was swarming with people all in red, supporting their team.
We also discovered that our timing was not so great as thousands of supporters were leaving just as we were.
So we added another hour to our trip. Darn sand dunes that weren’t actually there. If only we hadn’t taken that worthwhile detour we would have missed the peak hour football traffic.
If only, if only.
Two words that really need to be removed from my everyday vocabulary.
Now, we’re not sure if we misread the info in the Lonely Planet guide (although we did check it again) or we were in the wrong place but there was not a sand dune in sight. As we were pretty smack bang in the middle of America I did find the idea of sand dunes a bit odd. I wondered if sand dunes was a just a metaphor for the paddock upon paddock upon paddock of corn we were driving past. There was literally nothing but a sea of yellow. Anyway we couldn’t figure out the whole sand dune saga. What we did know was that we had just added about an hour to our trip for nothing.
Undeterred we forged ahead and randomly decided to stop in at Lincoln, the capital of Nebraska. We visited the State Capitol Building which was lovely and big and architecturally interesting.
And free. Which is a good thing with all the shopping we have been doing.
When we drove into Lincoln we discovered that a football game had ended and the town was swarming with people all in red, supporting their team.
We also discovered that our timing was not so great as thousands of supporters were leaving just as we were.
So we added another hour to our trip. Darn sand dunes that weren’t actually there. If only we hadn’t taken that worthwhile detour we would have missed the peak hour football traffic.
If only, if only.
Two words that really need to be removed from my everyday vocabulary.
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