What's All This About, Then?
(aka Your Many Questions Indelicately Answered)

(hint #1: scroll down and this won't be as hard to read. You're welcome.)

We go on trips. Road trips. Other trips. But mostly road trips. Sometimes (ideally) long ones. Sometimes not.

Yes, this is the same blog as the one about the Oregon Trail. Yes, it used to have a stagecoach and a dusty feel to it, which went along with the Oregon Trail very nicely. Yes, that was a great trip. That was three years ago. (the blog is still here if you want to read it...it starts here)

So...as we embark on the latest chapter of our roamin' ways, we want to invite you to come along. First, we might get lonely. I mean, we don't really get lonely much, but it's possible. Second, you might miss us. Third, you just might be nosy. And fourth, we are notoriously and and historically bad at sending postcards, circulating photos, keeping up with a scrapbook; as a matter of fact, with documenting our trip in most every way. We figured this might be the 21st century solution. It worked for the last trip, which was (as you know) three years ago (sniff). So we're keeping it going.

We hope you'll pop in, read about where we are, what we're doing, see photos of our adventures, and experience our gypsy hardships (like no room service) vicariously! Most importantly, we hope you'll add your comments and greetings, which we will get when we get to one of our stopping points. Souvenir requests will receive due consideration (Hint #1: Success is highly correlated with tackiness).

For those so inclined (you know who you are), we will also list links to related sites so that you can learn with us as we learn on the road, and maybe visit some of the same sights in the future!

Happy Trails to us all!

Love, Phoebe and Robin

Thursday, June 21, 2007

Our First Rations

A couple of weeks ago, when we started discussing the logistics of the trip, Phoebe was in the midst of reading a book for school about the Oregon Trail and came upon a word that she didn't know. "What is jerky?" she asked (our household is not normally equipped with such provisions, you understand), followed by "Would I like it?" When I told her what it was and that I had no idea if she would like it or not, she asked if we could take jerky on the trip with us, and also dried fruit, since those were two of the things that the pioneers typically took on their journey. Of course, we're in this for authenticity (complete with the laptop and blog, eh?), so yesterday, we bought beef jerky at Trader Joe's (don't you love Trader Joe's?). Okay, so the pioneers probably didn't bring jerky in a package that read

No Preservatives
No Nitrites
No Added MSG
Gluten Free
No Artificial Ingredients
Minimally Processed
Organic Beef Raised
Without Added
Hormones and
Without Antibiotics

but it still counts!! By the way, Phoebe found out that she DOES like it. Her verdict: "It tastes kind of like bacon." Good Jewish girl.
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