Omaha, Nebraska

On the way back to Denver after Spring Break 2012, I decided that a fresh lunch from Omaha would be a winning combination of getting out of the car and seeing a new city. Similar to my predictions of Kansas City, I wasn't expecting to see much. However, I was once again proved wrong and that you shouldn't judge a book by its cover or from what you "think" you know about it. At first, the downtown seemed pretty dead. Just when I was almost about to give up and settle for Jimmy Johns, I began to see people, signs, and outside seating. I followed the sound of music and food and ultimately ended up in the Old Market. The Old Market was a preserved part of the old trading market. The streets were still lined with brick, the buildings still had large overhangs to cover the sidewalks, and horses with carriages marched down the road. After leaving the Old Market and grabbing a bite to eat at one of the better looking restaurants, I found myself near Omaha's downtown park area. The park followed along a small creek with bridges crossing over it every so often. I'll never forget how green the grass was and how beautiful the blooming trees were (felt like Spring at its finest). The park even had a giant slide where kids and adults alike were sliding down with excitement. While my stay in Omaha was short, I now know that it is one of the more interesting cities of the Midwest, and that I can't wait to go back and see more.