Just across the border from Omaha, Nebraska, in the city of Council Bluffs, Iowa, exists a very magical statue called the Black Angel.
Of course we went to see it; had been meaning, for several years, to undertake this pilgrimage.
The Black Angel is truly quite amazing, for reasons best explained in links I have added to this post.
The Black Angel is where we flipped the master coin for our first "flip-trip" destination, to which we would travel forthwith.
Earlier, Van Stein and I had scribbled our destination choices on slips of paper, each concealed from the other.
Then I flipped.
Van Stein called "Heads."
Heads it was.
Van Stein's choice: Galena, Illinois.
Then I unveiled my losing "tails" choice: Galena, Illinois.