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Lovely day
Sunday, June 10, 2007

Yesterday, we went to one of Omaha's Annual Events-- the Taste of Omaha Exhibit. It usually takes place towards the end of Spring. We missed it last year somehow but this time, we were up for some carnival spirit. Since some of Omaha's restos showcased their food in booths, we had to get tickets instead of paying in cash. So after driving our friend Keith to the airport (who is leaving for New Zealand AND Hawaii, I am soo jealous) we went downtown and got a good walking parking spot. We both craved for kabobs so that's what we got. There was music, the sun smiling above us, this kid who danced in the most pinocchio-ish way that was TOO funny, good food and the smell of nature.

We love coming to this spot. It reminds us that Omaha is a big city with a small town feel. I have come to really love this city.

Pics taken that day. Temperatures were in the high 80s, winds up to 60 mph. It was a miracle no one saw my underwear... or so I think. Hmmm.