Most of the sights we were interested in seeing were on the west coast of Nebraska, so we only stopped briefly before starting to head across the state. It began to rain hard and it was getting very dark, so we ended up deciding to camp in a town called Ogallala by a lake. We were initially excited to be off the road and have a lakefront campsite completely to ourselves. We were wrong. So wrong. It turned out to be the toughest night! The heavy rain started leaking through the passenger side window. So Marc braved the freezing weather and tried to tape it up. That didn't work, so he got on the roof and tried to put a bag to cover the window. It just blew right off. Then I had the terrible idea of trying to put a tarp on the top to divert the water. Marc nearly got blown off the roof trying to secure the tarp and we were both soaked to the bone. We decided to just forget it and go to bed. But our bed was waterlogged from another leak! We went to a hotel that night (for shame). All was patched up easily the next morning--invalidating the need for us to have been running around like crazy in the rain.
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