I'm alarmed at how severely you're affected by sea-level pressure and coastal humidity. (On the other hand, I got a mild case of altitude sickness - headache, nausea, and general malaise - from spending the night in Laramie, a bit more than 7,000 feet, and I got dizzy and short of breath going over the Donner Pass at nearly 9,000 feet.) I wonder if there's anything you can do beforehand to prepare yourself and perhaps stave off the worst of it?
I'll start seriously trying to locate venues in central NJ after the holiday insanity is over. I still can't promise crash space, but everything is subject to change. I can promise you a home-cooked meal, and a selection of homemade cookies to take with you on the next leg of your journey.
"Home"... I agree that home isn't a place, it's an experience. (I hate moving house, but mostly because it's always far too much work and an incredible pain in the ass.) May the gods send you a partner who is suitably interested in snuggling and strong enough to be a good roadie!
I do so much better in the up and dry. I'm a weird one, in that, and recognize it. I *liked* the pressures at Donner Pass, going over in the train - REALLY liked them.
I like "up", but it's better if I'm not touching the ground - a suitably pressurized aircraft is ideal. (Although I think I might have been less affected if I'd had some time to adjust. We went from near-sea-level Iowa City to Laramie in less than a day, then overnighted in Laramie, where all three of us woke up feeling mildly ill. And the trip from relatively low elevation to Donner Summit took only a few hours. I daresay if the change in altitude had been slower, we'd all have been able to get used to it gradually.)
In mid-October, my friend jenny_evergreen and her husband and their two kids, who live in Chicago, did their own grand tour of the Northeast in their van. I made four different kinds of homemade cookies for them to take as "road food" on the next leg of their trip. We went to a seafood restaurant for dinner - they're pescetarians, and this whole area is full of places to get fresh fish and seafood. I also took them to the highest point on the East Coast and showed them the Atlantic Ocean. I'd like to have taken them to the beach and
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When the opportunity presents itself, call me again? We had discussed a notion that I'd like to follow up on, and it already (presumably) has fixed dates...
What are the best times to call you? (Or what are the times when I shouldn't call you?) I assume your time zone is Mountain, which makes it two hours earlier than Eastern, so I'll transpose as appropriate.
I'll start seriously trying to locate venues in central NJ after the holiday insanity is over. I still can't promise crash space, but everything is subject to change. I can promise you a home-cooked meal, and a selection of homemade cookies to take with you on the next leg of your journey.
"Home"... I agree that home isn't a place, it's an experience. (I hate moving house, but mostly because it's always far too much work and an incredible pain in the ass.) May the gods send you a partner who is suitably interested in snuggling and strong enough to be a good roadie!
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In mid-October, my friend jenny_evergreen and her husband and their two kids, who live in Chicago, did their own grand tour of the Northeast in their van. I made four different kinds of homemade cookies for them to take as "road food" on the next leg of their trip. We went to a seafood restaurant for dinner - they're pescetarians, and this whole area is full of places to get fresh fish and seafood. I also took them to the highest point on the East Coast and showed them the Atlantic Ocean. I'd like to have taken them to the beach and ( ... )
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