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Spoon and knife
We found a place for lunch by using that time-tested technique of looking to see what cafe had the highest number of pickups parked in front of it.
I ordered a burger, and the waitress said, “Now, it comes with pickles unless you don’t want pickles. Then we’ll leave them off.” I agreed to pickles, but didn’t realize until lunch arrived that she meant it came with ONLY pickles: a minimalist burger. We were on the end of the lunch rush – by the time the 1:00 siren sounded* everyone but us had left to head back to work.
Here’s a couple of other images from the place, which I shot with my phone:

Exeter, Nebraska
photographed 8.29.2018
*No kidding. There really was a 1:00 siren, which of course inferred that there was noon siren as well.
Seven Tanks
The only plans we had for the entire day were to, at some point, eat with friends in Lincoln, and then make it to our hotel in Omaha. That was a good plan, because it gave us the couple of hours that we took to explore the World War II-era Naval ammunition depot on the outskirts of Hastings, Nebraska.
I am fairly certain these tanks are newer than the WWII stuff that’s still around. Behind them, in an area where we couldn’t access, is something called the Rocket Motor Loading Plant, which makes me pretty sure we didn’t get to see the really cool things that are there. But the map of the driving tour said it was “absolutely imperative” to stay on the marked roads* and that trespassing could “result in substantial fines or even arrest.” I may be a rebel sometimes, but I didn’t feel too much like risking arrest…or even substantial fines.
Hastings, Nebraska
photographed 8.29.2018
*The so-called marked path was actually almost impossible to locate at first. It ended up being the road where I said – with just tons and tons of confidence! – that there was “absolutely no way” it was that road. Ha! Ha! I am a lot of fun to travel with!
Demonstration
We spent almost the entire day at the Nebraska State Fair – it was certainly worth the $2/person admission price!
This gentleman was hard at work, explaining over and over again the benefits of that hose nozzle. He didn’t seem to be especially bothered by the fact that not one person seemed to care, but you’d think that eventually it would get a little discouraging.
(I did kind of want to play with it, because it looked fun. But I also was pretty sure that I wouldn’t have been allowed to see just how far the water could shoot.)
Nebraska State Fair
Grand Island, Nebraska
photographed 8.28.2018





