When I left off, we had just returned to Indiana after a long day in Chicago. Our next stop? Omaha, Nebraska!
If you’re thinking that the drive from Chicago to Omaha might not be the most exciting one you could take, you’re right. Indiana, Illinois and Iowa are all pretty monotonous (they start with the same damn letter!), and even the Mighty Missisippi is not so impressive this far north. We did have a good moment stopping in scenic West Branch, Iowa, however.
We were starting to get pretty hungry, so we randomly chose a restaurant off the GPS and headed into town. Apparently West Branch is the birthplace of former President Herbert Hoover (first president born west of the Mississippi), although we didn’t stop to see the sights. We did stop downtown, which consisted of about 3 storefronts and a gas station. The restaurant we had been looking for was nowhere to be seen, but we did find “The Comeback Bar & Grill”. This turned out to be quite the classy establishment.
As it turns out, West Branch is not exactly bumping at 2pm on a Sunday. The Comeback hosted three guys sitting at the bar, watching NASCAR and drinking some cans of beer (the bar’s taps were all broken). Our waiter was a 13 year old kid with blonde hair covering his whole face Cousin Itt style (ok not really, but he had a ton of hair) who mumbled so much we had no idea what he was saying. Our food was actually pretty tasty and cheap, and the woman managing the place was friendly. All in all it was quite the experience
We were pretty exausted when we finally rolled into Omaha, but we still decided to cruise around and see the sights. There’s actually a pretty nice downtown area, with a bunch of shops and restaurants. We happened upon a really good Mexican joint and sat down to relax and eat. Strangely, about halfway through dinner, we noticed that the previously desolate streets were suddenly alive with people at 8:30pm on a Sunday. Turned out that the Olympic Swimming Trials were being held that weekend in Omaha, and had just let out for the night. So that was sort of an odd coincidence that made Omaha much livlier than I think it otherwise would have been.
The next morning, we spent a few hours at the world-renowned Omaha Zoo. That’s not a joke; Omaha actually has one of the best zoos in North America! Among the exhibits are a sweet geodesic dome containing an entire desert environment, an aquarium with a long underwater tunnel surrounded by sharks, and of course Gorilla Valley! It was insanely hot out and we needed to get moving, so we didn’t fully explore the zoo. We were certainly impressed by it on our short visit, though.
The rest of the day was pretty unremarkable. We drove about 3/4 of the way across Nebraska, stopping in a smallish town for the night. There was another surprisingly good Mexican restaurant here, located in what had obviously at one point been some kind of fast food joint (the layout was a dead ringer for the Wendy’s in Ayer, MA). We walked around down by a stream behind the hotel for a while, getting assaulted by about 100 birds swarming out of their mud nests in the process, before calling it a night.
Tuesday morning came bright and early, and the end of the trip was in sight. We grabbed a quick breakfast, then hit the road for Cheyanne, Wyoming, where we’d turn south for the last leg. There didn’t seem to be a whole hell of a lot going on in Cheyanne, but we did stop in at the Sierra Trading Post outlet. It’s sort of the L.L. Bean of the West, selling a bunch of camping supplies and other outdoorsy goodies. Nothing really tickled our fancy that day, though, so we kept on trucking. And about an hour later, we were cruising the streets of Fort Collins!
It was a long, long trip for sure. Six days in the car will get to anyone, and to our credit neither Hannah nor I flipped out and tried to strangle the other. So I guess that’s a good sign
We saw a number of places we might haver have thought to explore, especially Omaha and the Indiana coastline, and I’m really glad we did it.
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