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Omaha is for Lovers

Okay, maybe not lovers-but definitely a fun family trip.

So we left Kansas Saturday afternoon and headed north.  It was an easy trip and a beautiful drive.  I think the trees were at their peak as far as fall colors go.  Absolutely gorgeous.

Saturday evening we settled into our hotel.  We did the Priceline, name your price deal.  It ended up working out pretty well as our hotel was beautiful.  I am pretty partial to the Hilton/Homewood Suites brand (not because I am a snob--but because we use to get a discount when Ian was a security guard there--you kinda get use to certain creature comforts).  I would say our hotel was comparable.  And CHEAP.  So sometime, on a small trip, give the Priceline name your price deal a shot.  Bedbugs included for free (totally kidding).

Sunday morning we got up early and headed to the zoo for my race.  Then after the race we walked around the AMAZING zoo they have in Omaha.  It was well worth the trip alone.  I plan to go back in the future.

The next day, we visited Vala's Pumpkin patch.  That too was great.  I think we would appreciate that more in the future when Haley gets a bit older, because a lot of the really cool things were a bit too old for Haley.  But it was a great experience.  After that we headed to see what the Old Market was all about.

The Old Market was a big of a let down, but I think it is because it was a weekday.  Not really what I was expecting.  I kinda had a city market thing in mind, which I guess they do on the weekends--so we just missed it by a few days.  No biggie.

Other than that,  we explored around--did some shopping at a mall that seemed comparable to Oak Park Mall.

Overall, it was a wonderful trip and I would definitely go back!

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