I am sitting in the passenger seat of our Subaru SUV (sorry, no hybrid) typing this on my MacBook with a Verizon modem card beamed upward. We are on the dreaded Highway 5, headed all the way to Seattle and, ultimately, Bainbridge Island. It is now 10:12AM Pacific. We got on the road around 5:15AM to beat the traffic and ran smack into two accidents that slowed everything down for about an hour. Then we made the obligatory stop at Harris Ranch for breakfast (it’s not great but it’s all there is on this cuisine starved highway in such a foodie state).
What tickles me is that I can contact the Pajamas crew on iChat as I go, watching the Verizon bars bounce up and down at the top of my screen. So far reception has been pretty good. Speeds are so-so, not equal to broadband (as the company brags), but still it’s amazing to be able to do this. And, unlike an iPhone, I’m typing away right on normal keys with the computer jacked straight into the car, not wasting batteries.
Hey, Roger, I’m on Bainbridge and the sun is shining. We are getting ready to head down to the Harbour Pub for my wife’s birthday lunch.
You obviously have good taste in where you visit. Do you have family here?
First stop Redding?
As literate a fellow as our friend Roger is, I would guess Ashland, home of a wonderful annual Shakespearian festival.
I was drive-testing GPRS service a few years ago, and the simplest way to monitor cellular Internet was streaming audio. The connection wasn’t fast enough then, but now you could listen to your regular station wherever you drive.