It was really cool to be a fly-on-the-wall and see the behind-the-scenes ballet of lugged gear that goes into putting on a multi-band show in a different venue every day.
I was on the bus after the show when the band all climbed around shouting with excitement. Jon explained that a one of their long-time fans had just given them a bag of presents and they were all giddy to find out what they'd each gotten.
I got off the bus to discover that it had left the parking lot we'd been parked in and relocated to the venue. Had to fire up my phone to figure out...
The band had the next day in Charlotte off and Matt had to leave to play another gig so he told me I could have his bunk for the night. I slept like a baby.
...and then minutes later, the venue is empty and the crew already has everything packed away. I loved watching the procession of humans with purpose each night. This may sound weird but watching groups of people do tasks like this makes it easier for me to love bugs.
...falling asleep to some double-feature DVD (Bill & Ted's Excellent Adventure AND Bogus Journey on one disc! No Barchester Chronicles, unfortunately).
...and then boarded the bus a little before midnight. After we hit the road headed for Baltimore, I surveyed my home for the next week. All of the bunks on both buses were full, so I was crashing on the couch in the front lounge. Which meant that most of my evenings were spent...
Self portrait snapped after my last run of the evening 5:09am. This was a really magical night. Despite being in the middle of a breakup and feeling really scared and unsure about the future, everything that was on my mind dropped away and I felt happy and unburdened.
The next morning, I woke up confused and disoriented on the lounge couch. After getting my bearings, I realized that we were parked right behind Fenway park in the midst of a baseball game.
