Llama Diaspora Update

Because the Tasty Bits (TM) Mail Sack has been overflowing with inquiries from curious Llama Lloyalists about the travels of Robbo, a quick update:

- It turns out that the elder Llama-ettes' camp starts out on Sunday (tomorrow) rayther than Saturday (today). Since the Missus and the youngest Llama-ette absolutely have to hit the road for Connecticut tomorrow, this means that Yours Truly will be taking the other two up to the wilds of Pennsylvania himself. (More on that when I return.) And what with all their gear, plus the extensive highway driving involved, we realized that the ol' Jeep simply wouldn't do. So what are we doing this morning? Renting a car, of course! (My first suggestion that we simply lash the gels to the bumpers of the Jeep didn't go over so well.)

- It also turns out that I will, indeed, be spending most of next week on the road myself, leaving Monday and not returning until Thursday evening. While part of me is disappointed that this couldn't be just a one-night trip, another part of me doesn't feel so bad because now I get to try out my brand-new super-king-kamaya-maya rolling thunder luggage:

Now that's what I'm talkin' about.

Thank-yew Fed'ral Guv'mint "economic stimulus" check! The thing measures 27½"H x 21"W x 13"D. Orvis calls it "family-size". Me? Having always been a heavy packer, I call it "finally enough damn room".

- Speaking of travel, a word of warning to you: If you ever fly Continental and you get a French pilot named Max, then cross yourself and put your affairs in order, because you're dooooomed. He made a crazy-assed one wheel landing coming into Dee Cee about a month ago about which I am still stewing, especially as since then I have had such a variety of better pilots who have done perfectly well landing even in thunderstorms and cross-winds. Bastard.