Hello, hello, from the wide world of Silver Spring! So much to tell, so little time!
Where to begin, but at the beginning? When last I wrote, I was mid-tour-recovery. Blecch. And before that, mid-tour. So to pick up where I left off...
After Whitewater, WI, we moved on to the lovely Best (read Worst) Inn in Carbondale, IL. What a dump! I highly recommend never ever staying there. One perk, tho-- at least there was a Kroger across the street and a Pier One (thank God for candles) next door. We had the privilege of attending a very nice reception afterwards, complete with wine and cheese (a very big deal to touring schmos like us!!)
The next stop, after a hell of a haul, was Athens, TN. The 'rents and my sis stopped in for this concert, which was the hottest of the whole tour. Temperature-wise, that is... it had to have been 100 degrees in that auditorium. And major props for the Ramada Inn on County Road 247 in Athens-- their restaurant had just about the best salads I've ever had!!!
The next day we moved on to Bristol TN, which was to become an infamous stop. After our concert (another hot one) one of the company hosted a party in her room. Rememer those letches of which I spoke? Yeah. On the way to our rooms that afternoon, the conductor called over my roommate and told her "Look at the size of that bed!! I''ll bet we could fit all four Pink Ladies in there!!!!" Ecch. And I was already sick that day. Also, the nasty mullet-flaunting cellist decided it was appropriate to slobber all over my neck at the party, for which I nearly relieved him of his nutsack. I sicced my roomie on him tho-- she was his friend and really gave him a what-for. He apologized the next day. I really thought David was going to come down and beat the Jesus out of him, too, but I managed to talk him out of it.
Speaking of my lovely roomie, that was also the night she was a peach and brought me back dinner from Outback so I could take a nap-- what a doll!!!!!
Anyhoo, more later-- gotta go catch a few Z's...
