Trail mix.

Like most people my age who attended pubic school, I logged many hours in the computer lab as a kid, playing games like Carmen SanDiego and Oregon Trail on the Apple IIGS. Oregon Trail was always my favorite, mainly because I liked to plug in my friend's names and see how many of them lived until the end. Today I will be recreating this experience, using some blog friends.

Let's travel the trail, shall we?


I decide to be a Banker from Boston, because I like alliteration. And I'm all about the Benjamins, baby.
In my wagon, we have:
Myself, Sadako of Dibbly Fresh, Nikki of Are You There Youth? It's Me, Nikki, Hutch from Be Awesome Instead, and Amber from Nostomanic. Let's buy some supplies and get moving!


And now we face one of life's greatest decisions: caulk or ford?


Let's caulk.


Success!
But soon after, our first illness:


We'd better rest.

We reach a gravesite. Let's look around.



Tragic. But not as tragic as this:



Why?!?!

We must press on, wagon train.

Uh oh, here we go again. Perhaps Nikki will have a heartier constitution than Sadako.



So far so good. And check it out! We scored some sweet loot!



But our good luck doesn't last. Jerk.



Nikki! Come on now, pull yourself together. We don't have time for your digestive infections.



For real, Nikki?



And the health issues continue.



Now Amber has wandered off.



I hired an Indian guide to help us across the Snake River. Let's see how that worked out:

I want my two sets of clothing back.

Food is getting low, perhaps I should hunt.



I can only kill bison because they are slow and I have poor hand-eye coordination.

We're almost there! We'd better take the toll road. We've had enough tragedy for one trip.




We made it! And despite all the death, we got a high score.