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

Monday, August 13, 2007

Hippies and Breakfast

Ahhhh.....Home.

(Phoebe yelled out "Beeeep!" , saying "I SO agree!" after I explained what he was doing, and then sat down on a bench and asked me to time five and then ten minutes and she counted the beeps.Then she said she wants to do a test comparison on Mass Ave. Anyone wanna join us?)

But enough about trivial matters like our national leadership (and this was even before we knew about Karl Rove!!). On to more important things.

Help me out here. Explain something to me. So what's the deal with hippies and breakfast? Why do hippie restaurants invariabely have killer good breakfast? And why can't we get great breakfast like that on the east coast (even in Cambridge, frevvinsakes)?? I want some answers and I want 'em NOW. (brings a whole new meaning to "Breakfast of Champions", doesn't it?)

And, let me say "ahhhhh" again. Mendocino. I love Mendocino. I lurve Mendocino.


By all appearances, it even got to Phoebe, the born-in-Manhattan, Red-Sox-loyal kinda girl. Here she is, trippin' out outside the bead store. Must have been the incense.


We spent a couple of great hours on Glass Beach in Fort Bragg, hunting for fabulous beach glass and china fragments (it covers nearly the whole beach there), chatting with kids and adults alike, and soaking in our last moments at the rugged California coast. No photos from there, too busy hunting for treasure. We stayed there until low tide, and headed inland to cut a couple of hours off tomorrow's drive, thereby cutting it in half. For you map fiends, tonight we're sleeping in Cloverdale, California, and by tomorrow afternoon, we will be in San Carlos (south of San Francisco and where I grew up). If it is not shrouded in fog, as is typical in the summer, we will check in tomorrow with a photo of the Golden Gate.

I know I've said it before, but we're grateful to all of you for reading, commenting, joking, and appreciating what we have done here. Many have told us of how they have enjoyed this blog. It's been fun for us, too, but more importantly, it has been a way of taking this long journey without feeling alone. So whatever you did, or even if you're reading for the first time today, thanks for being here.
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Eastbound Mama said...

I love hippie-land! Phoebe--you certainly look like you fit right in! I love your experiment, and can't wait to do it with you when you're home. Did you know that there are people who do that in Arlington and in Davis Square? Maybe we could stand with them. What do you think?

My theory, FWIW (thinking of Monty Python here), about hippies and killer good breakfast is that either their tastebuds are enhanced by artificial means OR (oh--two things--again with the Monty Python images) they're the only people who slow down enough to CARE about the taste of things and who let themselves take the time to do it right.

Glass beach??? Totally cool. I have images of much jewelry.

August 14, 2007 at 1:47 PM

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