Microtel Inn & Suites By Wyndham Kearney
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- Continental Breakfast
- Minbar in room
- Refrigerator in room
- Microwave in room
- Free High-Speed Internet
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... and talked for a while until it was time to head off! Just before, we all headed outside and took a few pictures of everyone together and attempted a human pyramid.
More goodbyes and hugs followed, however if we're lucky it won’t be too long until we see them again either in Colorado or California.
We set off and headed to I-80…it told us that from Plymouth to Vail was around 1177 miles!!! Darren drove a few hundred to Iowa where we stopped for a ...
The lack of water is why Scott & I couldn't bear to live in Tucson. I smelled water as soon as I opened the door to my truck here, as sure as I could locate Lake Erie even when I couldn't see it as a toddler.
Nebraska is a veritable snooze of a state, but it has water, and I like it! ...
... stopped for June more look at the Collegiate mountain peaks...nature in all it's majesty. After grabbing a quick bite and coffee at the Roastery in Buena Vista, we were back on the road...destination Kearney, Nebraska. After a swim and a very early bed time we were all asleep by around 8. Oh, and I got an email from Doug and Nona: we forgot our dang pillows! Man, I am going to miss those.... Tomorrow is the last road day, hopefully home by three. Yawwwwnnnnn -Jill and all her ...
... everybody travels to Denver on Saturday. With accidents and construction, it took us almost 7 hours in what should have taken about 4 hours. We ended up in Kearney, Nebraska at about 10:00pm. There we spent the night boondocking at a rest area on I-80. Tomorrow, we will make better time.
Chuck and Sheila ...
... left for the north or even gotten off to the fields to forage for the day. How lucky was this!
We walked out onto an old railroad bridge over the river for a better view and waited for them to wake up and swoop into the sky. For an hour we watched as one or another would rustle around, crane its neck to the sky, shake out its wings. At any minute we expected them all to take flight. From this distance we could not see the red crest cranes have on their heads ...