From the mountains, to the oceans
Monday, January 29th, 2007This past week, my buddy JT and I went for a bit of a road trip. Briefly:
Tuesday: Go to work as normal
Tuesday 12:00pm: Go to class
Tuesday 1:45pm : Get done with class, tell JT to pick me up
Tuesday 2:30pm : On the road, leaving boulder
Wednesday 2:30am : Stop at the last exit on I-15 in Nevada and play some video poker
Wednesday 3:30am : Pull off on an exit ramp and go to sleep
Wednesday 6:30am : Wake up, drive to LA
Wednesday 12pm : Get to Sarah’s house in Venice and hang out a bit. JT and I walk down to Venice Beach, grab some Vegan grub, and wonder around. At the Santa Monica pier, we play in the ocean a bit, and then walk back to Sarah’s.
Wednesday night: Go out to eat with Sarah at some nice Italian joint, drink a bunch of wine, are asleep on her couch by about 10pm.
Thrusday morning: Sleep in for a bit, then drive over to the Peterson Auto Museum. Lots of very cool cars. Will probably post pics later, but who knows.
Thursday evening: Roam around hollywood looking for someplace to eat. What a sleezy part of town. Eat some pizza and order big giant 32oz bottles of beer.
Thursday night: Go to the Knitting Factory to see Avail. The opening band (Huntington Drive?) is not very good. Watch the Xgames and basketball on the plasma screens in the club. Only in LA. The Draft is up next, and plays a good set. Avail is on last, and rocks out. Both bands are very good.
Friday morning: Get up and on the road by about 10:30am. Drive to the last exit in the US on I-5. Walk to Tiajuana. Get frisked on the street by Mexican police. Have lunch. Are solicited to buy drugs, cuban cigars, buy one get one free drinks, and taxi rides to whore houses. Strange place but the food was good.
Friday evening: Go to the Casbah in San Diego and run into Tim Barry and Beau from Avail. They make fun of JT for showing up at random shows of thiers all over the country. Go inside and order PBRs. The opening band (Hostile Combover) is actually pretty good. The club is tiny — way smaller than the Fireside in chicago or the Euc in cleveland. The Draft is awesome. Avail is awesome and the crowd goes truely nuts. Great show.
Saturday morning: Get up and on the road by like 10am. Wait 30 minutes for three toasted bagels at the most poorly run bagel shop I have ever seen. Go through a Border Control checkpoint on I-8. Laugh at hippies being frisked as a drug dog sniffs around their car. Get to Mesa, AZ around 5pm and meet up with JT’s friend Dan. Go to an awesome Vegan joint that makes Vegan Blizzards. Very good.
Saturday Evening: Head to the Clubhouse with Dan for the last show of our trip. Three opening bands, none of them good. Too tired at this point to drink, and the vegan food seems to be having a mexican wrestling match in my stomach with the food from Tiajuana. The Draft play a great set, probably their best I have seen. Avail plays another great set. The crowd in Phoenix is the best so far, but the club is not as cool as the Casbah. Show gets over at about Sunday 1:30am. We drive to Dan’s house in Flagstaff and get to bed at about 3:30am.
Sunday 6:00am : Alarms go off. Sleepy. Me and JT are up and on the road by 6:30am. In an effort to avoid traffic from the Xgames and other normal colorado ski trafic, we decide to take the back roads. We cover over 1000 miles, and not an inch is on an interstate. The road from Durango to Oury colorado is probably the prettiest drive I have ever seen. Coming down Red Mountain pass into Oury is pretty sketchy, but worth it.
Sunday 8:00pm : Home. Drink some beers, take a shower, and go to bed.
What a great fucking week!
Steve


