No, it’s not Yiddish, or Swedish. Maybe it’s Iowa-ish. Y’dstoti!
To us, it’s a word to describe the sometimes otherwise indescribable.
Over the past 10-plus years, we’ve gone on some great driving trips in our 1930 Model A Ford and in our “regular” vehicles. We love to travel, but we’ve come to the conclusion that people are programmed to use the interstates, eat at chain restaurants, and stay in chain motels.
We discovered the joy and adventure of traveling the backroads, dining in local cafes, staying in historic hotels and B&Bs. We found ourselves seeing things that made us smile. Things like a cow tied to someone’s front porch, a sign proclaiming “Rooster Livers for Sale,” and small town slogans like in Peculiar, Missouri — “Where the odds are with you.” And amazing scenery that took our breath away. The pride of a flower garden in the front yard of a Midwestern farm-house. We found ourselves saying, “You don’t see that on the interstate!” And that led to our acronym epiphany – Y’dstoti! (yid-STAH-tee)
To us, Y’dstoti is a lifestyle choice.
Like taking time to smell the flowers, literally taking the road less traveled. Being able to turn around, go back and take a second look if you drive by something interesting. It’s going for hikes in a State Park, then staying overnight at the Lodge built in the 1930′s by the Conservation Corps.
We look forward to sharing our Y’dstoti adventures with you and want to hear of yours. So slow down, take a deep breath, and embrace Y’dstoti — where the journey truly is the destination!