I blog from our sparse and huddled campsite in an upstairs bedroom of Berea-Rose. The boys are fumbling with their sleeping bags in a tent that has been pitched about two feet from our inflatable mattress. We got here just a little while ago, set up some basic stuff in the kitchen, drank some port from demit-tasse mugs, and now it's time for little monkeys to get some sleep.

(Drove 500 miles today with four bicycles lashed to the back hitch -- and it was crazy windy today, making the bicycle load into a sort of suicide tail-rudder... made it okay all the same.)