July 1, 2015 – Day 29
Pierre, SD – Omaha, NE
446 miles/ 6.5 hours
Fairfield Inn Papillion, Rms 205 & 207
Long, long, long driving day, with not much to see. South
Dakota – boring. Sioux Falls to Omaha, on Interstate 29, boring. I drove for
most of the day, while Rich and the kids watched a movie.
Omaha seems like a very nice city, what little we saw. We
had a fairly decent meal at a popular local steakhouse. Everyone’s ready for a home-cooked
meal. It would take a lot to excite our taste buds at this point. The
restaurant where we dined had a lounge, with a live band. The kids were dying
to go in and see what it was all about. The manager heard them begging us and
said it was okay.
So this becomes the story about the night my family crashed
a bar. Seriously. The band was playing old 1960’s dance covers, and it was a
lively middle-aged crowd. Audrey dragged her dad to the dance floor and they
looked very sweet together - much better than Rich and I do when we dance. Audrey can
actually dance and does a great job of leading her dad. Cammy was the wild man
of the bunch. He took to the dance floor even when the band was on break. He
had the audience in the palms of his hands. When the band returned, Hunter
joined him and within minutes, a woman asked Hunter to dance. And then another.
At one point he was dancing with two women – even twirling them. I was
astounded! So was Rich. I ran to get my camera. By the time I got back, the
song had stopped and Hunter said to me, “Mom, all these old ladies want me to
dance with them!” Nice. For the record, they weren’t old, not really (but maybe
a little). I told him I thought it was sweet, and that he should never say no
if a lady asks him to dance. Then he saw my camera. He told me he’d only dance with
them if I promised not to take any pictures. So that’s why I really don’t have
any pictures of him rocking the dance floor – but I assure you, he did!
I tried to take Barrett out there for a whirl, but he kept
plugging his ears. He was very over whelmed. So we, the wall flowers of the
family, sat on the sidelines and watched Rich, Hunter, Audrey and Cammy take
over the dance floor. It was pretty damn cool.
We needed that. Conditions have been tense the last few
days. Goes to show - you just never know when the next “good time” is around the corner.
