On the road before 9 a.m. Flat green valleys turned to flat sagebrush valleys, which turned to flat farmland in Nebraska.
We stopped briefly at a monument to the Lincoln Highway, the east to west highway across the US. We hadn't realized that the first highways were privately built, and then publicly built and maintained.
We're staying the night in North Platte, NE after about 10 hours on the road. The motel operator told us about a great little diner up the road, locally run and single-family owned since the 1930s. The waitress greeted us and asked us if we were just passing through the area. I replied in the affirmative, and asked how she knew. She said she had never seen us there before, and just assumed. She knew all the regulars and didn't recognize us. Great little hometown place. Only in the heart of America would you find a public diner with a large christian cross on the wall prominently displayed.
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