Archive for April, 2012

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New Activities!

April 28, 2012

Oh, the unexpected happiness of not having to get in the car. I had totally convinced myself that it was ok, that it was even fun in spots. But now that I don’t have to get into the car until Monday, well, let’s just say I’m not feeling the love.

We are in Washington DC, staying in a fancy hotel blocks from the White House (not ours, the president’s) and the National Mall (whereupon I will be shocked to discover there are no stores). I feel very much like a tourist. These other guests dressed (seriously dressed) for dinner, I even saw a tux.

Maybe I’ll camp in the lobby and take pics of the fashion show tonight. We, however, are marked by our backpack, jeans and walking shoes, branded as hicks.

Yesterday afternoon, we stopped at the overflow Air and Space Museum at Dulles Airport (Udvar-Hazy Center). Seeing the space shuttle Discovery was neat; seeing Enola Gay was inexpressibly sad. What is at the main Air and Space? And the American Art Museum has a video game exhibit. And I want to see the botanical gardens. C says we should at least walk by the White House and and and and.

The plan is not to have a plan. We’ll go to the mall and just go where we will. We are going to miss stuff but there is just too much to do in a weekend. Sigh.

I’ll send you picture!

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Unexpectedly delicious

April 27, 2012

I don’t know if it is the exhaustion or beer talking because there is no plausible way that orange juice and olive goo can taste good together. And yet this salad with sweet orange vinaigrette and olive tapenade is sublime. I’ll be wow’ing folks at home with this. They’ll never suspect!

Traveling with C is not a journey of culinary delights. I love him very much but “picky eater” doesn’t begin to describe him. I’m mostly vegetarian (I’ll eat fish when I need protein or it looks yummy) but he’s a vegetarian with a strong dislike of vegetables, strange food, and uncooked items. We eat a lot of pizza and pasta, I don’t mind at all though I tend to eat more adventurously without him.

However, it was at Pizza Pi, a DC place that he found, that I had the orange and olive dressing. What he doesn’t like in variety, he makes up for in being able to find really good restaurants. He’s three for three on this trip.

Clearly, he’s choosing tomorrow’s eateries as well.

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Living American History

April 27, 2012

My knowledge of history and geography are faintly embarrassing in their lack. I could blame is on the California public school system but, since my science and math knowledge exceeds normal, I suspect the fault is all me.

To me, history is just facts and figures. Occasionally, it is a story (Molly Pitcher!) but I don’t know if she was real or just a fable of like that of Washington’s cherry tree. I love stories but when truth and fiction are interwoven in grade school, I don’t know how to sort my adult knowledge; it is a safer assumption that I know very little. And I haven’t really cared before now.

I think I would have been more interested in history growing up in Virginia or Massachusetts. Things happened here. You can see where people fought and died. Looking at these green hills, it is easier to understand why they fought so hard.

We are passing many Civil War battlegrounds today. I remember that it was a bloody, terrible war either about slavery or states’ rights. I can name some battle sites but only a handful. I can name some of the generals but I’m not sure which fought on which side (the horror if I get one wrong will keep me quiet).

Yesterday, we finished listening to an audio book called Wordy Shipmates by Sarah Vowell. It is a history of the Puritans in New England and the founding of Boston. I know we are going to see many of the places mentioned. I like knowing why the places are important and how they are connected, how the threads weave through the founding of the United States on through to the present day.

I don’t learn things, really remember them, unless they are woven into the other information in my head, ideally integrated with knowledge that I care about in some other way.

One Virginian license plate reported that then colony was founded in 1607. (For comparison, our rental car’s license plate has the California DMV website.) I don’t fathom the concept of “we’ve been here for four centuries”. In California, there are places of business with signs that say, “proudly serving the community since 2001”. I feel a little history-less both from lack of education and from living in a place where the history can be summarized by “Look a mission! And now we have Hollywood!”.

Today, as we talked about the Civil War (I wondered what battlegrounds we’d see, C pointed out we’d started traveling through historic sites since Tennessee, he’d even pointed out Shiloh as we passed. When he did so, I thought of beagles. See?)… Where was I? Oh, C and I talked about the Civil War and he said Washington DC was awfully far south to be the capital of the north, less than ten miles from Civil War battles. He speculated on how far north the Confederacy reached. With no help from me, he came up with Gettysburg.

Oh! I’ve heard of Gettysburg! Big, awful battle, that was a turning point of the war (in favor of the Union) And the Lincoln spoke after, “Four score and seven years ago, our forefathers brought forth…”.

Looking it up on on Wikipedia, the battle lasted for three days and 50,000 died. Jeez, that is a lot of dead young men. And the speech happened months later, commemirating the dead.

Being here, where things happened, makes me curious, it makes me go to Wikipedia and pick up books on history. I suspect I’ll learn more on this trip that in AP American History senior year in high school. And it will stick because I’m interested this time.

After we finished the Wordy Shipmates audio book, we started the sci fi adventure Ready Player One by Ernest Cline. It is a love poem to the ’80s and it is awesome. We’ ve both already read it but the audio version is just perfect as it is read by Wil Wheaton. Anyway, in the book, much of the time is spent in virtual reality. The narrator talks of going to school where astronomy is taught in holodeck-like simulations. One of the example included astronomy lessons taught on then moons of Jupiter.

That sort of immersion is the holy grail of education. I’m not the only one who learns best when curiosity is the motivating factor (instead of exams).

Right now, I’m excited about American history and geography. Because I’m here, where I can attach the physical world to new information.

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Gas in Bristol, Virginia

April 27, 2012

We are getting a late start today but it should be a short-ish drive today maybe broken up with fun things.

First thing, we stopped for gas. It has 396.5 miles since our last gas. We put in 16.89 gallons. We got good gas mileage (23.48 mpg). We were going slower and the AC didn’t have to work nearly as hard.

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How am I not going stir crazy?

April 27, 2012

One of my biggest fears on this trip was being confined in the car for hours at a time. it hasn’t been as bad I thought it would be. Part of this is due to me doing more driving. Driving for the first hour is slightly boring but after that, it gets harder for me so I have to really concentrate on what I’m doing. After the second hour, I start blocking out the audio book or music since even more concentration is required as I get tired. I’d make a lousy truck driver.

Though when not driving, cooped up in a car, even a big car, I often feel like a caged rat. Sometimes the scenery is beautiful but it is hard to appreciate if I feel rat-like.

A good night’s sleep is important but I don’t have as much control over that as I’d like. I do control one other parameter though…

Every morning, I’ve been waking up and going for a walk.

Not only does this burn off some of my nervous energy, I get to see some of the places we are driving through. There is something more real about having boots on the ground (well, hiking sandals). And early morning is a nice time to see the world with fresh eyes.

Flagstaff was dry forest and bright, bright light. It was probably my favorite walk so far. I walked around Albuquerque’s Old Town before it became touristy, seeing the old church functioning as a house of worship instead of a photo backdrop. And I already mentioned my danger fraught search for field mice.

C and I walked to Beale Street in Memphis, seeing the tourist filled home of blues greats, it was pretty cool. But seeing it at 7am was different, somehow more real to what it used to be and more tawdry at the same time. And I got to dip my toes in the Mississippi.

This morning wasn’t so great, I walked though strip malls thinking about the underlying beauty of the Smokey Mountains, somewhat despairing of a civilization that would take such natural riches and plunk an AutoZone down in it. Though, I’m fairly enchanted with the haze around the hills looks like blue smoke.

My goal with each morning’s walk is to take 5,000 steps before we get in the car. The default goal is to take 10,000 steps every day. That is three miles if you use little steps (but I clocked in three miles this morning in less than 5k steps so this varies a lot but it based on your height and what their accelerometer says about how you are walking). 10k steps isn’t hard to do at home, a couple times around the block with the dogs or walking up to the grocery store is enough (once it is combined with my normal back-and-forthing about the house). But sitting all day in the car, it is easy to get only enough steps necessary to fill the gas tank and fall on to the hotel bed.

Fitbit makes the step-counter (pedometer) I use. It is a nifty little gadget that (when we have a base station for it to talk to) uploads the number of steps to a website (or to my iphone) where it can be combined with a food diary (calorie intake) and help people lose (or, if you are C, gain) weight.

I’m using the Fitbit gadget and the tracking my calories but not really using their iPhone app (partially because I haven’t set up the base station so the gadget can regularly sync to the internet, partially because I’ve been filing bugs against the app).

Oh, did I mention I have done some work for Fitbit? Yep, they’ve been my main clients for the last few months. I didn’t get to work on the nifty pedometer but on a different product (shipped!! happy dance). C and I got Fitbits when I did some engineer hunting for them. (This is less gloating, more in the name of full disclosure.)

Some people treat their Fitbit like pets (“I need to go for a walk, have to feed the Fitbit”) which makes me think that they are like Tamagotchi’s for exercise. I do like my Fitbit; I like things that bring amusement to activities that might otherwise seem like a chore. And, Fitbit does some other neat things with the internet and the gadget (Fitbit Tracker Ultra if you want to get one). For example, I really want the “you’ve walked the coastline of Florida” badge.

Anyway, the early morning walks (and the Fitbit) is helping me not go stir crazy in the car. I feed it 5k steps before I get in. C and I always manage to get another 5-7k after that, walking around Outlet Malls and Painted Deserts. So I feel like I’ve done something, not just sat in the car all day. It takes the edge off of my edginess. Mostly.