Day 1 is in the books. We woke up early, crammed a few last things in the car, waved good-bye to the fish, and took off.
Our first stop was a few minutes in to fuel up on coffee. Then we just started driving. Of course we had to stop at the World’s Largest Truck Stop, because that’s just kinda cool, but mostly because they have a legit Caribou Coffee.
A few miles down the road we visited the Herbert Hoover National Historical Site. We also stopped last year, so it is one of the few National Park Service sites that we are repeating. The grounds are beautiful and it is easy to imagine being part of the Quaker community.
I won’t get as political as Zak did in his map post, but I was moved to be at the birthplace of a U.S. President the day after such a historical night. When Hoover’s home was built it was still a dream for women to vote. Yet, today, my daughters know a world that women not only can vote, but can be President. I was (still am) a Bernie supporter, but this is something really special. It was a powerful moment for me to share with Zoe and Ellie.
After watching the girls be sworn in as Junior Rangers we got back in the car and kept on driving. I finished the driving across Iowa and Zak did west of Omaha to Kearney. There wasn’t much arguing from the back seat, only a few rough moments when the thought of running out of all 7 lbs of goldfish before day 2 was mentioned. (Don’t worry, we’ll be fine until at least day 4.)
Kearney, Nebraska is everything we thought it would be. A little smelly, a nice enough hotel room, and a great brewing company. We found Thunderhead Brewing which creates awesome IPAs and pizza. With full bellies and anxious legs we walked around the adorable downtown. So many cute boutiques, all closed so our pocketbooks were happy.
In the words of Ice Cube, “It was a good day.”