Omaha must have wanted to give the BoomerGirl a proper send-off, so they held a parade which the hubs and I could conveniently view from our balcony at the Courtyard by Marriott. (This is the third parade we have unexpectedly witnessed while on vacation, oddly enough, and it was - for the record - part of the city's SeptemberFest celebration.)
The procession got off to a prompt, if lackluster, start, until....
Giant Monkey Boy came into view. Unfortunately, he was face down (a bad night, perhaps?) We presumed the balloon handlers were rookies, or suffering from lack of leadership, until we figured out they were trying to get him under the traffic signals.
Finally, with Giant Monkey Boy standing at attention, we felt free to check out of the hotel and go to breakfast....
at the bustling WheatFields Cafe and Bakery in the Old Market area....
a charming place with a German bent.
I enjoyed the Quiche Lorraine
but passed on these
and this.
I snapped this photo because we're going to do a giant magnetic blackboard on the big wall of our new kitchen (my new creative outlet - chalk drawing) and I liked the graphics on this board.
Adios, Omaha. It was nice getting to know you!
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