We’ve made it half way through Nebraska and decided to celebrate with the art of dance in the sleepy town of Cozad. It’s about 100 degrees today so we did some simple kicks and a short jazz hands session before hoping back into the AC and hitting the road.

Other than beginning our drive out of Chicago crying like a couple babies for 30 minutes, the first leg of the trip was quick, easy and kind of boring. We are both so physically and emotionally spent from the last stages of this move that we didn’t really feel up to being too adventurous. We just drove straight to Omaha with only one quick stop. Tomorrow we might get off the interstate and hit some two lane highways instead. Hopefully we will see something interesting on our way to Cheyenne.

We are tired.