Life on the road

Okay, Tess. We might have to have a glamor-off. How’s this for a motel room studio?

I hate to kill the mystique of radio, but yes, we sometimes have to record our narration buried beneath a fluffy down comforter. Otherwise my story about the Charlotte senior coffee klatch would have sounded a bit echo-y. Reminds me of the time I had to file a story in Boston while an oompah band was playing right outside my window. The duvet was no match for that tuba.

So, that station in Salt Lake is sounding pretty posh, Tess. But I know you’ll be back on the road soon enough. Can’t wait to hear the show.

Just checked in with Kai from the front of the West Virginia capitol building, where I tried to look minerly.

The coal industry still dominates this state, and I expect we’ll see a few signs of it as we make our way along the Appalachians toward Pennsylvania.

Meet me in St. Louis?