Yet one more,
days are blending in to the latter and there is light and the end of this misleading tunnel.
Shows are tough at best sometimes, playing for not so interested folks.
I try not to let it get me down,
but hard at best
again, not best though.
We played last night in Ann Arbor, MI a beautiful venue with the Avett Brothers.
The show went well.
We left and tried to find a local park in the area (the time was approx. 1:00 am)
our search proved to be fruitless.
We decided to start driving towards Grand Rapids, and maybe find a park on the way,
we visited many, but yet again very fruitless, every single one was either closed,
or didn't exist (GPS problems).
We finally made it about 30 min. outside of Grand Rapids, the time said 4:07 am.
We pulled into a residential area and found a beautiful little park nestled amongst the large modern looking
homes of Michigan. We pulled up and were dead tired, we found the strength to set up the tent and climb inside
We awoke around 7:01 am to thunder and our rain fly skimpering off to the trees.
We broke camp immediately and sat in the car soaking wet, frustrated, and tired.
We drove to Grand Rapids and sat in a mcdonalds for reasons unknown for about 2 hours.
around 9:46 we decided to find another park (seeing as how the storm had let up) and try our luck at the sleeping thing yet again.
We arrived at the local zoo, and pitched our tent near the parking lot, we were fast asleep.
around 11:30 it started getting quite warm, four boys, hot tent, and sleeping bags.
we unzipped the front door and let the breeze blow in.
around 12:09 a hornet flew in and awakened us quite promptly.
we got out.
we layed our sleeping bags in the sun,
ate pop tarts.
talked about the beauty of the trees.
packed the tent and left.
we are now at a local library.
Kyle is reading Cosmpolitan.
Court is reading "Painting in the Louvre", "blink", and "Nietzsche"
I am writing this...thinking. and lonely.
a bit cold, but comfortable.