Crossed the Missouri River into Nebraska as I biked to the train. Had some time to kill in a big way since the train left at 11:30PM and the station didn’t open until 10:00PM. Had a good pasta supper a couple miles from the station but still had lots of time. True to the generous nature of this trip, a guy saw my bike and asked me abou my trip. He is a biker as well and invited me to his and his wife’s apartment right down the block to wait for the station to open. Kevin and Jennifer, thank you.
Dave goes West 