The last few shows kicked ass, but being on the road so much and with a companion distracted me from finishing this thing. Then, when I got home, I just kept putting it off.
It's hard for me to exactly remember when what happened where, and even in retelling some of the stories (that never made it into this public blog and never will) it was hard to me to keep everything straight: so much happened in such a short span of time, and the last couple of shows were no exception.
I remember Des Moines being a good show, despite the small crowd. The venue was pretty cool and they had really cheap drinks. The next morning my brother and I went to an Italian festival. It was funny, because nobody looked Italian at all, and I had a turkey leg for breakfast. Still, it was pretty cool, because in spite of the festival's small size, they had a lot of neat stands and whatnot.
We motored onto Springfield, MO, stopping for the night in Kansas City. I think we stayed on the Kansas side but I can't remember. Springfield was cool, with a lot of the quirks that a lot of college towns have. I guess there's a lot of meth use out there and you could definitely see it in some people.
The drinks were extremely cheap in Springfield. I was able to buy a cider for myself and a martini for someone else and it came out to $5. Needless to say, I was buying a lot of people drinks that night!
We said our goodbyes to the band that night, promised to be at the New York City show, and started driving home the next morning. It took us two days to get home. I think we stayed in Ohio, but it's kind of hard for me to keep track of, I guess I could check my credit card statement, but it doesn't really matter. All in all it was a helluva trip, by far the best vacation I've ever taken.
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