Back to Tom’s Homeland!

We said goodbye to Tom’s parents in Kansas and headed north and east again to Omaha. Our westernmost destination of the trip was a mere twenty miles shy of the geographic center of the USA –maybe we’ll make it to those mountain states on our next road trip. We had a chill, long stay in Omaha, playing with Tom’s brothers Kirby and Patrick, and hanging with the good peeps Tom grew up with and has known forever. You can't replace old friends.



I spent the majority of my days landscaping Patrick’s yard, cause that’s the kind of thing I do for kicks. Lola, Kirby's polar bear/dog helped out a lot.

In the evenings we met up with lots of good friends to catch up, say goodbye, and present our sales pitch about what a fine vacation destination Bolivia is. So far, we think we have at least one taker; we’re hoping to see Anthony and Michelle down there by Christmas. Tony and Krista are in second place for likelihood of making the trek. We spent some good time with those guys around the fire pit at Anothony and Michelle's, reminiscing about all the trouble they've gotten into over the years. Remember, when your kids do something stupid, don't be mad, just think of the great story it will make years later.

We also got to play with Brian and Nicole, and their ridiculously cute baby Finn. Brain started an awesome tree service in Omaha, and you should call him if you have a tree that needs cutting down, limbing up, or just a good talking to.


















We had dinner one night at our fave Omaha eatery, the Indian Oven, with Anne Marie, a good friend I met in VA years ago. Her husband John is currently snorkeling on a tropical island in the Indian Ocean. It must be tough being an air force pilot. It was great to catch up with her and swap travel tales –she’s an adventuresome woman with more guts than most. More brains, too. And great taste in music. Great person all around.



Kirby and Patrick helped us get our beer fill before leaving the states, and we hung out with them most evenings at home and out on the town.

The beers I conquered (with a little help from my brothers).



Kirby, Tom’s youngest bro, with Jenna, his superly cool fiancé.