In the interest of the continuing sanity of your dedicated readers, I don’t think it’s at all unreasonable to expect you to plug the phone line into your laptop, register the free AOL that came with your system, and post daily (and wittily!) via dial-up.

Put up a PayPal button and I promise we’ll get you back for the $0.50/minute local phone charges the hotel slaps you with.

Have a nice trip!

I remember being stuck in Somerset, Pennsylvania after my car broke down on the turnpike.  We were in one hotel that didn’t have a connection, called another hotel in hopes of finding a room with a connection, were told, “Yes, we have internet connections in all our rooms!”, so we moved.

Turns out it was simply an extra phone jack.  Brilliant.

Greg’s mom and I were recently in Decatur, Indiana. Decatur is a fine little town unless (1) you like to eat fresh vegetables and (2) you would like a broadband internet connection. The restaurants don’t serve the first, and the few motels in town don’t supply the second. The first night we were there, just for the fun of it, I searched for a wireless connection I could use. Presto, I got to squat on someone else’s wireless network for a week. So, Greg, fire up that wifi and maybe you’ll get lucky (in an internet sense, that is)

Godspeed and may you find access...this from one who lives so far into the boonies that the only hope of broadband is via (one-way) satellite.  Which goes out if it rains hard.  Oh, and I’m not positive, but I think that a “hollaback girl” would be about on a par with a “boo”, and maybe slightly above a “chickenhead” in status.  I do, after much research, now know what a Harajuku Girl is, if that’s any consolation.  And that “this s*** is bananas.” Good traveling.

I hear they’ve trained carrier pigeons to fly mighty fast these days…