Well, Nebraska isn't SO bad…

I am in Nebraska today, on day three of our great Midwest Adventure. I am checking out a conference facility here in Nebraska City, where my organization will hold a conference in November. We pulled in late last night amid torrential rain and lightening so strong that it lit up the entire sky like day light. We had a quick, late dinner and fell promptly asleep. This morning I have finally had the chance to look around and check out the facility in earnest. So far, so good. Lots of natural light, wood ceilings and beams, decent coffee, hiking trails and comfortable beds. Now I am off to see what else this lodge has to offer our members, and then we’ll continue on to Kansas for a couple more meetings and then a visit with some family.

Before this, we drove through South Dakota and before that Minnesota, with several meetings in Minneapolis. The best part, by far, of Minneapolis was sitting in a coffee shop, having a cup of coffee with one of my board members, and watching a Peddle Pub cruise past the window. I did not take this video, but could have, as this is exactly what I saw while sitting in Nina’s coffee shop in Saint Paul:



The name says it all. It is a pub. That you peddle. Excellent.

Aside from the beer, we have seen lots of corn. Lots and lots of corn. Minnesota, South Dakota, Iowa, Nebraska, Kansas. I had no idea our country grew so much corn. Which, Chris informs me, is not the "eating kind of corn". These corn fields we are passing are actually "milk" fields. As in, the corn is grown to feed cows, which we then milk. But, considering the preponderance of high fructose corn syrup in everything from ketchup to Pepsi, I am pretty sure that we are actually seeing soda fields.