Live, from the wilds of the Pennsylvania Poconos

I’m at my group’s twice-yearly planning meeting, held at my boss’s summer cottage on Lake Wallenpaupack, in the Poconos. It’s a lovely area, but broadband is not available yet, so at every break, the dozen or so of us compete frantically for the two available phone lines so we can connect up to the network. And half the time, someone plugs into a line in use, blowing the session away.

This year, though, life is better. We’re still restricted to a phone line, but we’ve got a wireless LAN set up and are sharing a single dialup line seamlessly. It’s still slow, but it’s much better than any previous meeting. The real test will come tomorrow, when we should be paying attention to each other instead of our computers!

The other problem, of course, is that this is a summer resort area; facilities are a bit light during the winter (the hotel doesn’t serve breakfast during the winter, for example). And the roads in the development don’t get paved…and my winter driving skills are limited, to say the least. So far, so good, though — there’s no fresh snow arriving, and what’s on the ground is well packed.

On the road again

Well, I made it through a full week of the new millennium without getting on an airplane, but my streak ended today, and this very brief entry comes to you from the Newark Airport Hilton in Elizabeth, New Jersey. I was lucky and got here early enough to be able to use the exercise room before they closed it at 10 (to be fair, it’s a staffed fitness center and pool, so it would cost them money to keep it open longer), so I’m reasonably happy (I seem to be getting hooked on endorphins again, and I am not looking forward to the next few days, where I won’t have access to any exercise equipment — and I don’t have clothing suitable for running in the cold weather here).

I’ll be in the Poconos the rest of the week; it’ll be a winter wonderland, I’m sure. But I didn’t bring my camera, so you’ll have to take my word for it — as it is, I’ve already seen plenty of snow here, but at least it was neatly piled up instead of coming out of the sky.