Day : On the road to Chicago
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Don't tell our moms, but we've been on the road for the last thirty hours... STRAIGHT. We made at least ten stops for gas along the way, prompting not only a call from the fraud prevention hotline from Jack's Discover card but a SERIOUS case of the the Taco Bell blahs.
Jack slept first while Daron catapulted the band van and trailer out of eastern Washington, through Idaho and all the way into Montana. One hundred twenty eight ounces of Mountain Dew and six Burrito Supremes with no meat later, Daron passed the driving baton to Drew, who did the admirable job of somehow getting us through Montana in the pitch black. Jack woke up with the sun and took care of North Dakota.
This is a good moment to state that a Burrito Supreme doesn't taste NEARLY as good eight hours after you've purchased it. It's also a good moment to take a look at how ridiculous Jack looks with a cheek packed full of sunflower seeds. |
This was the view for the better part of thirty hours. Paul McCartney made "Band on the Run" seem so much more, well, ALIVE than we felt after thirty hours of doing the American Road Zombie.
The rhythm was this: drive for two hours. Get gas for seven minutes. Repeat. Many, many times.
Beautiful country and really, really BIG. We've seen more gas station novelties than we expected. The best one: a coffee beverage THAT HEATS ITSELF!? |
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Finally, we made it to Wisconsin where we promptly collapsed.
Interesting tidbits:
North Dakota is the self-proclaimed home to the world's largest metal animal sculptures.
Tipping or not tipping a pizza delivery driver on a Monday prevents or causes you to be issued a speeding ticket on a Wednesday. We have statystical evidence of this.
According to online research, YOU CAN MAIL A DOG. Here's the back story for that one: Jack's mom REALLY loves Michigan brand cottage cheese and is hoping that sometime around the great lakes, Jack can mail some home. Ellen did the research and, while it's quite difficult to mail something packed in dry ice, it's actually quite easy to pack and ship any number of live animals, including goldfish, chickens and, gulp, dogs!? Weird.
On further consideration, both in light of what a car full of a band smells like after 30 hours AND having seen the trailer truck the the left, carrying mail and possibly BOXED LIVE ANIMALS from Seattle to Chicago, we think we're going to just mail ourselves next time.
Next stop: two shows at The Land of Nod in Chicago. They've carried our albums from the beginning and we're excited to rock out in the furniture section!PREVIOUS || NEXT |
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