Traveling wears me out, let me tell you. Today I flew to Omaha, Nebraska to be reunited with my roommate, Porky. (Porkster, Porker, Porks, bacon, sausage)
The day started at Denny’s where I ate a meal I wish I hadn’t. Then we got lost in the numbered streets of North Little Rock and I was freaking out because I was afraid I was going to miss my flight.
Eventually we found the blessed airport, I barely made it through security (last time I travel with that Korean leather backpack) and soon I was nestled between two hilarious women on my flight to Chicago.
Then it was a layover and another flight before I was safe in Omaha, exploring the sights, eating authentic mexican food, and walking the dogs down the streets of Porky’s quaint neighborhood.
On the agenda for tomorrow:
Omaha zoo
Mormon temple and trail
Did you hear that? MORMON DAY!
All this excitement has worn me out.
Goodnight, from Omaha!
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