Back to Third Night: Wyoming
We arrived in Cheyenne just as the sun was setting, ready to grab a big meal and a hot shower. Wyoming was a pleasant surprise; gorgeous views, nice people, very clean streets. Unfortunately, we were wiped and so many of the town streets were blocked off in anticipation of Frontier Days (world's largest rodeo) coming in the next day. So after a quick drive around town, we headed straight to our hotel room. Hudson had fared well so far, enjoying his makeshift dog seat, and realizing each time he hopped back into that yellow truck, he ought to not plan on getting out for several hours. Every time we got out of the truck for the night, you could physically witness his huge sigh of relief.
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| The Pie Lady in Cheyenne where the owner opened the kitchen back up to get us some dinner. Phew. |
I talked to devon's dad for awhile, we scarfed down some dinner and pie, and we eventually passed out. Hudson was spent and we snoozed hard in anticipation of the next day's big drive out of Wyoming and into Nebraska.
This is about where the corn started: Nebraska.
note, it didn't end until...well, it never really did.
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And things started to get a little weird:
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| It was so humid here, my fingernails were perspiring. |
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| This place was TOTALLY NORMAL. |
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| See? LARGE indian....totally normal. Whaaaaa? Hudson made some interesting friends: |
Buffalo.
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Pony? Ahhhh...a dog. Much more his style. Fourth Night: Omaha, Nebraska  |
2 comments:
the pictures of your journey as so fun!
i've totally been there. where you say? all of the places you took pics of...that were weird, that is. i wish you had time to go to the rodeo in cody, wyoming. it's super fun. a costanzo family tradition.
is there corn in new hamsh?
ADORE your pictures and kinda wishing I had that Buffalo Bill statue somewhere in my home...it would totally go, right?
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