Waking in Nebraska

After our first looong day on the road, my brother and I stopped around 3 in the morning (of course, I have no idea what time zone anymore- I don't know if it was 3 am Eastern, or Central...oh well, stick with me!) to gaze at the wide open space in Nebraska. I woke from a deep sleep when my brother stopped driving on a gravel road in the middle of nowhere, but I'll remember the scene forever. The sky was SO wide and open...of course, my camera does not have the ability to capture the wideness of sky and stars at three am...

Around five or six, my brother stopped driving in North Platte, Nebraska. We'd been on the road for sixteen hours, so we both fell asleep in a truck lot until the sun rose. Come morning, it was gorgeous!


After freshening up just a bit, we hit the road again. It was a beautiful day for the first half hour or so, and we passed farm after farm. I'm from the country so usually farms don't faze me, but it was so early and with a light fog, the scene was gorgeous!


However, it soon became REALLY foggy-- almost eerily foggy.





That lasted about ten minutes, and suddenly we were back in the sunshine. I seriously have no idea what all the fog was about but it was WEIRD!




The plains became fields and fields with just a few towns scattered throughout. For the most part, this was the boring part of the day!





As we got closer to the Wyoming state border, the scenery began to change some.

And then, six miles from the Nebraska/Wyoming border, the car broke down.


We were so close...although from the scenery, you can tell there isn't much around!