When I first read the title of Bertha The Earthtruck I couldn’t for the life of me figure out what this site was going to be about. I thought maybe its about a car that had this weird nickname, maybe it was about a woman the author knew, or maybe it was just some words thrown into a hat and pulled out at random to make me spend over five minutes wondering what world I would be entering when I read this site.
The first thing that caught my eye was the mini description of the site below the title. The author calls the site a BLOOK – a combination of a book and a blog. And because it is so, he suggests that if you are a new visitor you read the archives in chronological order (meaning very first post to today).
The blook as we will call it is the story of Mark’s life in the 70’s. Ok, maybe not THE story, but a definite chapter in that big of a book. We start off with Mark and his friends pondering a trip for all the sporadic reasons to just go on a trip. Looking back they aren’t the best of reasons, but they are the reasons that started this trip, and that is all that matters.
The design of the site is very simple and clean which helps to keep our interest in the blook. There is no unnecessary clutter, and this further keeps our interest in the blook at its max.
Two things I should note before I finish this review up. One, I can’t stand book or movie reviews that give you all the details before you even embark on the journey. Because of this, you won’t get any more details of the blook out of me. Two, it is very rare that a blog can actually captivate an audience by requiring the posts to be read in order (by default they are anyways), but more specifically read the archives in order. Mark has done this, and done it well.
The only thing that is preventing me from giving this blook a perfect score is that it is a blook. Oh who am I kidding? I enjoyed this story so much and I cannot wait for more. Remember how I spent over five minutes wondering what world I would be taken to? Yeah, I was transported to a different time, one in which I wasn’t even a part of and yet I was right there with Mark and his friends. What about Bertha you ask? Well she was an ex military ambulance that they all rode in to begin the journey.
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