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Sunday, May 31, 2009

Farewell New Brunswick!

We're starting to get an idea for how this tour is going to work.

1. Getting lost.
Neither of us has a sense of direction, GPS, a way to get online, or a road atlas younger than 10 years old. I suspect we're going to spend a lot of our time in strange, abandoned places wondering where the hell we should go to get a show.

Note to self: Old Hoes Lane is a good name for the next band.

2. Getting found.
Yesterday worked treasure hunt style. We started at Rutgers which was a wasteland because it turns out students go home during the summer. Some dude told us what street to hit up, where we wandered around until we found a bar, where a very nice bartender gave us a list of places to try, all of which turned us down but suggested other places, one of which was Southwest Burritos, where we played a show to upwards of 5 people and enjoyed sweet burritos. I guess the burritos were the treasure because they were totally on the house.

Pictured: totally sweet burrito.

3. Sleeping in the van.
We've got about 5 places to stay lined up for the 60 or so days we're on tour. We're couch surfing and better-than-the-van-ing, but it's starting to look like we're going to spend many a night thusly:
We totally slept like babies for 9 hours.

4. Driving. In the van.
Neither of us is particularly fond of driving.
Or the other guy driving. In certain cases.

5. Plenty of time to take it easy.
I brought some work with me to help pay for this adventure, and we have a lot of poking around to do when we show up in town. Regardless, so far we've had plenty of time to hang out. Perhaps this will also be a drinking tour. Last night we got a great Irish Stout and Honey Lager at a local brewery called Harvest Moon.

Tonight it's on to Trenton, NJ, where we have a tip to check out The Green Light Vegan Bar. Let the rocking continue!