It's a long way from San Francisco to Portland, Oregon, I can tell you
that. About 650 miles worth. When I woke up in Mass Delusion's apartment
in San Francisco in the morning, I knew I had the Haul of Hauls to make
to get to Portland at a normal time. Originally, I was going to be
interviewing Chuck Forsberg at this time, but I had quickly realized at
some point during the week that I could never make it to Portland
within the morning, and asked him if we could reschedule on my return
trip. He agreed, and a huge weight was off my shoulders. This made the
whole trip north a lot less stressful.
Even so, it was a very long trip up Interstate 5 (Mapquest says I must
have gone 550+ miles on that road alone) but the lack of turn-offs and
concern about direction meant I could focus on the countryside. While
some people loathe long-haul trips, I like them a lot; so seeing the
neat variances in the landscape, none of which are like what I have
back east, was a lot of fun. I was able to drive fast, but not too fast;
I was aware of the high fines for speeding from my previous California
trip. As a result, I didn't get to Portland until very late indeed.
I called Jayne and got directions to her place, but of course I tried to
wing it on my own and ended up deep in the middle of Portland, with
its nutty one-way streets and the fact I was on the entirely wrong
side of the river. Eventually, with a lot of help by Jayne over the
phone, I was able to find her apartment.
Jayne lives in a basement apartment in a nice building, sort of
what some of us would call 'the edge', with a very tiny living space.
She sacrifices luxury to have the capital to work on her technical
projects; a hacker in the true sense of the word. She also has the
loudest fridge I've ever heard in my life. We actually had to pause
the interview whenever it came on.
We talked about her times on BBSes and the politics involved, and
a host of other, similar subjects. Jayne knows her stuff. The result was
a solid hour of tape discussing BBSes and her relation to them.
While on paper it seems wasteful to have a single interview for a whole
day of travel, this whole trip was meant to be a consolidation of what
would normally be three trips. So really, I had to account for these
long travel times, and Jayne's flexibility in when to have the interview
worked out great for me.
As usual, I underestimated what a blow the long trip was, and stumbled out
into the night, eventually finding a nice little motel near the next
interview. I pulled all the stuff from the car into the motel room,
cleaned the car out of long-trip trash, and re-packed all my bags,
ready for the next phase of my trip, in Oregon.