I’m at it again! And this time I am consulting my personal journal, a rare treat for those of you in blogworld. But I won’t be dishing, I will merely be referencing. And overviewing.
And no pictures today because I CANNOT FIGURE OUT BLOGGER.COM. Seriously cannot.
After driving through the gorgeous country that is Wyoming, we made a stop at the Terry Bison Ranch in Cheyenne. Camping! My favorite thing! And, wouldn’t you know it, when you go camping these days, you can surf the web from anywhere in the campground. We have certainly evolved.
The following day we drove to Olathe, Kansas. Oh-Lay-Thu. I think. After getting out in Nebraska and nearly choking to death in the humidity, we took a two hour detail around Missouri because apparently the highway was floating away with the river. Which is really too bad for Missouri. We didn’t try the famous BBQ in Kansas City but instead drove to St. Louis. Have you been to St. Louis? It is an impressive city, with that arch welcoming all who enter. Truly lovely. But somehow we made our way into the south side, whereupon we were the only folks speaking English. It’s cool, we’re men and women of the world. And we were too deliriously overheated to notice much of anything. That evening we played to 4 people, but a devoted audience they were. And the man working the counter was none other than up-and-coming lead singer for the band Union Tree Review.
We stayed with our good friend Heather Bosshardt and her husband Greg, who were all too kind to put us up for the evening. (Shout out: Heather is also a fine musician, both classical and jazz. You can check her out at http://heatherbosshardt.blogspot.com/).
This is the part where I talk about how great it was to have friends to stay with all along the way and how grateful we are for their hospitality including: The Players in Olathe, The Bosshardts in St. Louis, Drew Becker in Nashville, Jessica Watson in Knoxville and The Gardners in Ohio. How can we ever thank you???
Then we get to Nashville Part 1 – we had a gig in (Franklin) Nashville! It was really, really great. Our first time around in Nashville (Franklin), we didn’t see much. We went to our gig, we played a rousing set at the Bunganut Pig, we feasted on “southern food” and hit the sack. What? We were in Nashville and didn’t even go to a honky tonk? Patience, blog friends. Notice I said Part 1. Actually Nashville Part 1 was brief and uninteresting. Don’t get me wrong. You can’t possibly go from the desert of Utah to the lush greenery of TN and call it “uninteresting”. Because it is so gorgeous, and the hills just roll, and you can’t see anything but trees everywhere. How can that be bad - - - from the inside of an air conditioned car? Perhaps this is biased. Perhaps Lacey, Annemarie and Kelin had no problem with the near-heat-stroke humidity and temperature. But I am in charge of the blog.
I’ve reached my blogging limit for the evening. Part 3 to come….


