Anyways we ended up taking the train there and flying home. The train left at 3:oo a.m. the wednesday before Thanksgiving so my poor mom had to come pick us up and take us to the station in downtown SLC. We got on and this black guy asks Bret for his tickets...now Bret is carrying Fallen and 2 large bags and our tickets are in one of his hands in the envelope they had just given us. The guy looks at Bret and says, "That doesn't look like tickets" So Bret had to maneuver himself and open the stupid envelope for the dude. Ridiculous. But funny looking back on it.
We got to our TINY room and couldn't believe the engineering it took to make something so small work. I can't even explain to you how small the room was. It had two bunks and a window took up the whole outside wall. We slept and ate in the dining car. We had gorgeous views out our window too.
We arrived in Omaha at 5am Thanksgiving day. We stayed with Bret's cousin Jesse in a really nice and clean apartment. Thank goodness it was clean, it made the trip much more enjoyable for me.
Dinner was at Bret's aunt Debra's house. And it was delicious. The only hard part was Fallen gets hungry when he smells food so I felt like I had to feed him a lot. Good thing Emily let me use her nursing cover, it was a life saver.
Every morning Bret's grandparents Harry and Harriet eat breakfast at this little cafe inside of a grocery store called No Frills. We met them there every morning at 9am. They share a powdered donut and an egg every single day! It was so funny. Everyone there knows them and the cooks have there food ready as soon as they see them walk in.
It was a good trip and we had fun. Bret got to go to the Nebraska game thanks to his cousin-in-law Collin. He has always wanted to go and finally got the chance.
When we flew home they messed up our tickets and put us on an emergency exit aisle and you can't be on one with an infant. So they split us up. We got on the plane and there were these 2 huge guys with a seat in the middle. Guess who? Yep me and Fallen had to squeeze in there. And of course about 20 minutes before we landed Fallen started fussing and I had to try and nurse him in about a foot of space. Luckily he just needed some soothing and fell right asleep. Bret took a picture of me from across the aisle.
All in all it was a little adventure for our family and we will for sure do the train again but we will be getting a bigger room.
Oh and Fallen really started smiling while we were there. So fun!
