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All that precious time

April 14, 2012

I have been concerned about the time spent in the car. I mean, I don’t like to be in a car. And I don’t like to be idle. Except with a good book. But I get carsick if I try to read.

That sounds like a recipe for disaster. [Whenever anyone says that I think something along the lines of: two cups people (mixed gender preferred), one cup idleness, 136 galleons of gasoline, place into car travelling at 70 mph, shake until done (at least 40 hours per recipe).]

I’ve been thinking about what to do while in the car. I suspect we’ll run out of podcasts by day two, even the ones that are on my list because they sound interesting but I’ve never actually listened to them.

I successfully picked up more Spanish in my hated 10-month-long commute to Palo Alto than I did in two years of high school Spanish. The Coffee Break Spanish from Radio Lingua was fantastic in large part because the podcasters were Scottish and a little harder to understand in English than they were in Spanish.

And C knows French, a language I tried to study some but if we studied together, we could pretend to be French tourists (zee pastree, eet ees eensiped! Zotolo! Bring me a cwassant!). Or we could start at zero for both of us and go with German (again, so we can pretend to be tourists, though Swedish would be better if we could keep ourselves from saying borkborkbork) or Japanese (actually a language I’m interested in learning). I’d love to learn how to say “hello”, “please”, “thank you”, “goodbye” and “where is the bakery?” in every language I could. But C isn’t into it and he thinks trying to learn while driving may be difficult. I’ll go quietly delete the Portugese language podcast. And the Russian one.

But, hmmm, 40 hours in the car. I’ll need something to do. So I was thinking about that.

  • Audio books in the car have been tough… the story flows without pauses and breaks so if one of us wants to point out “hey, check out that sign” we lose some narrative. So the book has to be simple enough to ignore minor interruptions. And an excellent narrator, good story. I think the two best books we’ve had before were Micheal J Fox’s Funny Man and John Scalzi’s Agent to the Stars (read by Wil Wheaton). We did get a pile of books and lectures so we’ll have our choice.
  • stack of audio books

  • I can look up hotels and whatnot, getting a little carsick and hoping for decent signal. (Though we have some paper guides so that will help.)
  • I can blog (badly) since I can type in the car (but I can’t read back). Though my wifi keyboard is kind of loud so C may not enjoy this.
  • Every day, we are going to purchase a new album and listen to at least half of it. The album should be something related to where we are, such as the band sang about it (Route 66, 18 Miles to Memphis), the band originated in the state we are passing through (oh Wikipedia, I love you), or the album benefits something on the day’s route. I’m hoping the “which album to buy” discussion is amusing as well as increasing my musical horizons. And I suspect good albums could be listened to 2-3 times that day and revisited.
  • Watching movies in the car is possible given the ipad. As long as it is something the driver is happy listening to (Star Wars, Princess Bride, etc). This would still make me carsick but I can listen as well, don’t have to watch the classics.

A friend suggested cross-stitch or knitting but I don’t know how to do either and I bet learning will be carsick inducing unless I start now. Also the potential for poking my eye out seems high.

License plate spotting doesn’t seem that exciting to me. C’s vision is about double mine so that makes it particularly tedious. Twenty questions with someone you’ve lived with for more than a decade is not that hard. There are other car games but none seem to appeal quite yet.

C says he’s going let me drive every day. While that should help some with the boredom, it doesn’t rate as amusing.

Any ideas?

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Clouds I

April 12, 2012

I really thought we’d have to get to the midwest to views of clouds. Or at least we’d have to get further than Mountain View…

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Chain reaction

April 11, 2012

The nice lady at the AAA office (there will be a whole post about AAA at some point, promise), anyway, the nice lady at the AAA office said that one of the things she learned about being a booking agent was that for a trip like ours, we’d do best to find a hotel chain we like and stick with it, possibly pre-booking nights across the country, chaining them up. Then if we get behind, we can call the head office and all the nights can move in unison.

Huh, well, huh. I am a planner. I like plans. Most of my plans include at least A through G so it is not only about the plan, but also the failure modes and the backup plans. I build much of my career around being able to this sort of deep planning.

But I was planning (ahem!) to make this trip a little more spontaneous. I was thinking to whittle away time in the car by looking up yelp reviews in the next city, maybe going through a discount hotel site (travelocity or priceline) to get good deals. And if we end up without a hotel for the night we can just drive a little extra.

The exceptions were to be Boston’s and Washington DC’s multi night stays. And Flagstaff since that is the first night and C wanted to stay at Little America, a neat place he stayed with his parents (the last time he did a cross country trip).

But this idea of linking them all up has appeal. We’d get more uniformity. But we’d lose the possibility of finding the niftiest bed and breakfast or an amazing resort we’d only afford because they were relatively empty.

So in Boston, we are staying at a Best Western because it met the location and price quotient. But I don’t know if Best Westerns are the hotel of choice. What about Hampton Inn? La Quinta? Marriott? I know we’ve stayed in these. I do remember getting confused by one (two?) Hampton Inn, forgetting which city I was in once on a blur of a business trip with multiple stops.

The smallest place we are staying is Wells, NV. They have a Best Western but not a whole lot else. Oh, and BW has free internet. And a twitter account that seems active, like maybe they care. And just like that a decision is made. I think we’ll still make a point to have a few open nights but now we’ll have a default. We’ll call this a strong plan B. Or maybe a plan BW (hey, at least I amuse myself!).

(Goes away, makes a call….)

Huh, well, let’s just file that plan in the little round can. I called the main reservation line but all Best Westerns are individually owned. The reservation-taker could make reservations for me but she couldn’t line them up, it wouldn’t be any different than if I did it all myself online, no special discounts and any changes would require me to call them all individually. And they have a 24 hour cancellation policy which is tough if we get caught up on the road, probably better to just book it when we get nearby and are sure about where we want to stay.

Even so, I started to go ahead until she asked where in Oklahoma City we wanted to stay. I have no idea. We’d like to stay somewhere near the freeway, where we can walk to multiple restaurants and the Whole Foods. Oh, and something scenic nearby would be great, where it would be safe for walking on my own (in the morning). Apparently those criteria were not in her computer. Ahh… well, I think we are going to go back to the original plan, by which I mean the non-plan plan.

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What we aren’t going to get while we are there

April 11, 2012

As I put together the list of things to pack, I’m trying to save room for a few acquisitions. “Been there, done that, got the tshirt” is the phrase so I think there will indeed be a few tshirts. Plus, C’s mom is an expert shopper so I suspect there will be some malling in Connecticut and Boston. We don’t need to pack everything we need, it will do us good to stop at local places to pick up yogurt or a hat.**

However, I want to make a list of things that we do not plan to acquire. I make this list in hopes that C will read it and realized the futility of convincing me otherwise. Even though we are renting a small SUV, we should not fill it.

  • Quarter-ton fossil from Montana
  • A pie safe like his mother’s (which I have always drooled over)
  • Any additional pets animals
  • A new house in any part of the country
  • A painting or other artwork worth more than a new car
  • A toboggan
  • More than a single instrument, well, definitely not more than three
  • Any more computer gear (unless something breaks)

I’m sure I’m leaving a few things out. I wonder what…

** There was this time that C and I met his parents for hiking and dinner somewhere outside Solvang. I found out after the hike that dinner was formal (as in dresses and jackets). We had an hour to purchase formalwear (and shoes!). Good times, really, good times. He will never, ever live this down.

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Somewhere between disbelief and awe

April 10, 2012

When I tell people, that we are going to drive across the country, the responses are distinctly bimodal. Some people gleefully enthuse about awesome road trips, gushing about a trip of a lifetime. The ones who have done it want to discuss routes and stops, things that we just have to see and tourist attractions that just weren’t worth it (ahem, Niagra Falls, I’m looking at you). The ones who haven’t done a trip like this seem to be ready to pack a bag and come along with us, wistfully saying “if only”.

The other end of the spectrum expresses confusion and doubt, “So why don’t you fly?” (Sadly, if I was the hearer instead of the teller, I’m afraid I’d fall into this end of the response curve.) If I opt to explain about people on the does-not-fly list (that would be different than the do-not-fly list), then they ask about drugging him. They can’t conceive of wanting to drive.

But I’m starting to get it. I’m starting to get excited about seeing all these places. I’ve read about chile roasting in New Mexico, I don’t think we’ll be there at the right time, but I bet we can still get some green chile cheeseburgers (I believe those are the required eating in NM).

And between Flagstaff and Albuquerque is the petrified forest. We are going to stop there, I agreed to a long first drive so we’d have time to dawdle. I bet it will be amazing. I’ll finally get to see real weather in Oklahoma and Arkansas, though I don’t want to be near a tornado. (Hey, earthquakes are fine but I watch Stormchasers, I don’t want to be that close to an F-anything.)

And in Memphis, I totally want to go to a blues club. And maybe see Graceland.

I want to know- how do the Appalachians compare to the Rockies, really? Not from a topology perspective but from actual feet on the ground view.

Washington DC, our nation’s capital. I’ve never been but I hear the Smithsonian is spectacular. Art, Air and Space and Natural History, we can do all those. And the mall and the monuments. I want to see if I can find my book in the Library of Congress. Oh, and maybe we can go to the spy museum. I bet their gift store is the best. Three days in DC is going to be enough to be thoroughly exhausting but not surely not enough to get bored. Then we’ll rest up with C’s parents in Connecticut before the whirlwind starts again.

Is the east coast really that different from the west coast? I hear antique means something very different out there. And coming from the ivory tower of Silicon Valley, I think I want to know what the rest of the country looks like. The economy here seems better but what about everywhere else? Will the socio-economic-political attitudes be glaringly different?

I bet Boston feels like home though. I want to see MIT (how would my life have been different if I’d gone there?) and the Boston Library (wonder if they have my book?). And then we’ll go with the family to Plymouth which is going to make me appreciate Thanksgiving more, I’m sure. And Cape Code, a place I’ve only really seen in lovely pictures.

We’ll see friends in Ohio and Michigan. And maybe Massachusetts and New Jersey if we can organize it. I may finally get to see Rob’s giant apple tree (it caused problems dropping branches on his roof, which is two or three stories high).

I want to see one of the amazing baseball parks, either Wrigley Field or Fenway Park. The Sox are playing a home game the weekend we’ll be there but we are supposed to be doing family things… hmmm… it may be difficult to sneak away. Shhhh….

In Wisconsin, there is a manufacturer of large fiberglass sculptures (think of the Bob’s Big Boy sign). They have a sculpture graveyard the public can walk around. Can you imagine the surreal photos?

And we cannot pass up a spin around a small portion of the mall of America once we get to Minnesota. I wonder if the northern, mountain states feel big and clean.

We are stopping an extra day in Yellowstone. I don’t have any plan for that but I already know a day won’t be enough.

One of the guide books said that being spontaneous is great but if you utterly lack a plan, what you’ll find is what the middle of nowhere looks like. Because there is a lot of nowhere. I want to see a lot of somewheres.

Possibly the bimodal nature of the responses is due to my own ambivalence. I’m certainly hesitant about leaving my comfy home and life. But as I get more excited about seeing these places and think more about all the neat things I’ll see, maybe I’ll hear more joy from other people.

It is a trip of a lifetime.

So now, a quiz: Is it a trip of a lifetime because
a) Oh, the amazing things you’ll see…
b) Traffic and weather statistics indicate this will shorten life expectancy.
c) Been there done that, on to other adventures. No need to do ever it again.
d) Only an idiot would do it twice.