One thing that they don’t tell you about touring is that you should prepare to lose things (besides sleep). So far, here’s the tally of things that have disappeared into another dimension through all the unloading, loading, and moving around of our equipment and belongings:
- One ukulele strap (lost in San Jose)
- One wooden stool (lost in Redondo)
- My pair of black flats (somewhere in San Francisco)
However, what we’ve lost in material items, we’ve gained in memories and stories. I couldn’t have asked to tour with a better group. We’ve become even more of a family on the road, and there have been plenty of laughs to keep us energized, despite our lack of sleep.
I made a pie chart to show how we’ve been allocating our time on this tour…
We played a good show at Revolution Cafe in San Francisco, even though the space was a bit cramped. I can’t begin to express how wonderful it is to finally meet people that I’ve only been in touch with through YouTube, Facebook, and/or Twitter through all these years. It’s a good feeling to be able to actually say, “Thank you” in person. I’m overjoyed. ❤
Here are some photos from our stop in San Francisco.
Bread bowls at Fisherman's Wharf
Saltwater taffy, COME TO ME.
A bagpipe player we saw on the street
My (failed) attempt to fit into the hipster universe of San Francisco. Ironic, isn't it?
Tonight we play at the Marino Cafe in Portland, Oregon. We drove from San Francisco to Redding last night and arrived at our hotel at 5AM this morning. We woke up around 9:30AM to take off yet again. I’m currently writing this from the road as we trek even farther north. The view is gorgeous. How humble the mountains, how tall the trees, how constant the melody that sings within me.
Near Mt. Shasta
Hipster Lily out.