Nebraska is definitely top on my list of best things we did on this road trip. Hilarious niece uttering lines like "Nice shoes" and "The temple is a house of God, a place of love and beauty" (that temple line was unaided I might add) along with chillaxin' and good times with grown ups. All while meeting the newest nephew. And don't forget a smorgasbord of good food. Thumbs up Nebraska.
The only downside is that I am looking at my pictures and they heavily feature aforementioned cute niece and nephew. So, choices for public blog posting are limited.
I can show you these gems however:
Doesn't my husband look like he has been up to some mischief? I love that grin! I am going to kiss him right now. For clarification purposes, I did not kiss the screen but walked across the room and kissed him in person. Much less creepy. Much less.
This is us at the top of the Nebraska State Capitol which can be found in Lincoln. A highly recommended State Capitol, mind you. Interesting fact - Nebraska is the only state in the union with a unicameral legislature. Yup. That's the kind of stuff I remember.
This is the state capitol on the left and the view from the top on the right. The building was beautiful. I love the art deco exterior and the murals inside really wowed me. I may be lynched for saying so, but the murals in the Utah state capitol are not my favourite. I really liked the Nebraska ones though. They displayed a variety of themes and ideas and were done by a variety of artists - maybe that's what I liked? The jury's out on that one I guess
Next we bring you the six block park/statue installation in Omaha. You start with a wagon train and then follow the buffalo they've disturbed as they run down a street - and in the case of the fellow in the left, they run through a building. Those buffalo then disturb a flock of geese who take off from the middle of a water feature and fly into a bank. Excellent public art.
Last, but not least, the wall outside of Dixie Quicks in Omaha, another triple D restaurant. Once again, delish. I don't know what kind of message they are trying to send with their public art though. Was I brainwashed to go there? Did they brainwash me in the restaurant? Am I brainwashed if I don't go back? Are they selling a brainwash service? It's all very confusing. Also, a little concerning. Not so concerning that I wouldn't go back - in a heartbeat! It was great and we had some great service. They also have "The Gayzette" available in their bathroom for your reading pleasure - an entirely new bathroom experience for me. Also, the walls in the bathroom are chalkboard. And people have written ALL over them. Who does this? Am I the only one whose sole objective in a public restroom is to get in and out ASAP while touching as few communal items as humanly possible? I guess not.
Next we bring you the six block park/statue installation in Omaha. You start with a wagon train and then follow the buffalo they've disturbed as they run down a street - and in the case of the fellow in the left, they run through a building. Those buffalo then disturb a flock of geese who take off from the middle of a water feature and fly into a bank. Excellent public art. 
Last, but not least, the wall outside of Dixie Quicks in Omaha, another triple D restaurant. Once again, delish. I don't know what kind of message they are trying to send with their public art though. Was I brainwashed to go there? Did they brainwash me in the restaurant? Am I brainwashed if I don't go back? Are they selling a brainwash service? It's all very confusing. Also, a little concerning. Not so concerning that I wouldn't go back - in a heartbeat! It was great and we had some great service. They also have "The Gayzette" available in their bathroom for your reading pleasure - an entirely new bathroom experience for me. Also, the walls in the bathroom are chalkboard. And people have written ALL over them. Who does this? Am I the only one whose sole objective in a public restroom is to get in and out ASAP while touching as few communal items as humanly possible? I guess not. 