Got back from the show around 2-ish, up at 8 for a quick shower. Sarah shows up with bagels, Craig just barely awake in the cold and foggy dawn. We stumble into the van, and we're off, through the fog.
The waves crash near the towering redwoods. I want to wake everyone up, but there's no shortage of scenery, and there's always a shortage of sleep. Robby fully extended on the back seat, Colin and Jesse slumped over in the middle. Justin fitfully dozes in the passenger's seat. "tour brain" has fully set in – the lack of sleep and unhealthy habits of being on the road. The hardest question you can ask a touring band is "where were you two days ago?"
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are you taking these photos? they rule. as does this blog. so glad you're writing!
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