The Road to Omaha

Not many of you know what CWS refers to but it is the baseball equivalent of the Final Four. And of all places it takes place every year in Omaha, Nebraska. I have been wanting to go for a long time and even had reservations 2 years ago, only to have to cancel due to some minor heart surgery. So this year Luana and I packed our bags and headed up I35 and drove the 700 miles to Omaha. We had a really fun time and watched a ton of baseball which for me is like heaven. Luana was a true trooper and did not complain at all. The city is awash in baseball for two weeks and it is a big part of their economy. The people in the city were very nice and we met a lot of people from all over the country and everyone was really nice. I guess baseball people are just like that.
The other thing we saw which was not related to baseball was the flooding. When you are from Texas, flooding is like another language but it is a serious problem there and they take it seriously. I did not realize that Omaha sits right on the Missouri River and it has beeen flooding big time. Our hotel was actually across the river to the east and actually in Iowa. I took some pictures of some of the flooding and levees so you can get the flavor.

The beach balls in the bleachers is a tradition at the CWS.

Sandbags filling in the levee where the train tracks go.

This stop sign speaks for itself.

The first floor of this parking garage was under water.

Submerged sidewalks and more sandbags.

Sandbags, levees and flooded areas.

Omaha really is a big city.

This was a wonderful pedestrian bridge near the park and over the Missouri River.