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Travel Notes

I did not important any beef jerky into the UK today. A customs official stopped me to enquire.

Driving north from Kansas City last night, with the rising low and barely past full, I have never seen it so luridly red.

I have learned a new word: "speed table". It's a synonym for a sleeping policeman.

Crossword puzzles are a good way to pass the time on a cross-country trip, so long as there is someone other than the driver available to read aloud clues, spaces, and letters.

We stopped in Fayetteville, Arkansas for a tour of a B&B which friends built. It's spectacular: it's the sort of &B I wish I could stay at (and afford to stay at) when traveling on a regular basis. I even liked how several of the beds had frames so substantial that they required steps to get into it.


Aug. 30th, 2010 09:27 pm (UTC)
I had no intent to import beef jerky today, although I was importing other foodstuffs about which I was not questioned.

I'm really not sure what the typical beef jerky smuggler looks like. Me? Every fourth person passing through?
Aug. 30th, 2010 09:29 pm (UTC)
Clearly it's a pressing import problem! Little did I know that beef jerky was such valuable contraband!
Sep. 1st, 2010 04:32 pm (UTC)
jerkies, plural.
the stores here in Seattle sell salmon and tuna jerkies (as do roadside stands). if you'd like to irk the customs agent on your next trip back home by listing the numerous non-beef jerkies you are importing, we can help :D