The people of Nebraska City are one of the friendliest and welcoming! They have no problem picking up a conversation with you- a stranger in their town. A woman walking her dog started talking to me about the lovely morning chil, we admired it together. Yesterday, while finishing up my groceries (I always buy to much) a person standing behind me in line offered me a ride from the groceries store back to the Center, just like that. She even got off her car to help me with my bags. I loved that the cachier person asked her how her mother is doing. It seems that everyone knows each other here, like in a Kibbutz. Most impressivly, the people of this area smile to you- thing I don't take for granted.
They also love antiques ;-)
I arrived in the heart of the mid-west of the United States of America, in Nebraska City. The dry, warm air welcomes me, it feels good after long hours in air conditioned airports. On the way from Omaha airport to my destination, the Kimmel Harding Nelson Center for the Arts, there were wide spread farms- miles and miles of agriculture fields. I have never seen anything like that before! I was amazed first of all, how green this area is, even in the midst of summer, and how large of a part do agriculture takes up here. This area is mostly known for it's maize and soybean crops and even cattle growth. As I admire the fields, Ron, my driver says "that was a beautiful one", referring to one of the fields we just passed by. I guess, it has been a fine year for crops.
One thing that spoiled the fun was the little, yellow spraying plane. It made me concerned thinking that everything I eat probably has chemicals on it...
Right across the Missouri River, I could see the hills of the neighboring state, Iowa- beautiful!
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