I found the cheapest Gas in Cour D'elain Idaho, $3.46 at the Zipp market, I also enjoyed a small but tasty Bacon Cheese burger, I cant tell you the sense of accomplishment that I felt when I left that last town, on that last day... I had finally done it, left my home, walked into the unknown, and while it was only for a little less then a week, it meant the world to me.
I started in Seattle, 1987 Mazda GLC, Red, No radio, No air conditioning, just four windows rolled down and an iPod that didn't work any more, almost 4 hours of straight driving before I stopped for gas, 100 miles out side of Spokane, Barbara Anne's, it was a nice little cafe on the side of the road, I bought 2 corn dogs, a Dr. Pepper and a tank of gas... perfect.
I pulled into Spokane at about 6 that evening, the show was at 8, I had an hour to kill, I found the Brooklyn Deli, recently voted the best Deli in Spokane, and for good reason I have a great Pastrami on Rye sandwich, which Brandon (the owner) toasted for me. I wondered the streets of Spokane handing out flyer's for the show that night, I didn't really run into many people that were interested in what i was doing.
David Hannon showed up a little early and it was nice to finally meet the guy, there were a couple girls hanging out in the coffee shop early that i chatted with, one of them was Brittany, it turns out that we have been friends for a while now... via myspace of course...
The surprise of the night was Marshal Mclean, the boy can write a song, in tow was his lovely wife and ten month old son, Charlie, they were the perfect little musician family, charlie was talking all night, except when his father played, almost like he was waiting to hear his dad, hear those songs that I am sure he has sung to him while he sleeps... reminds me of another little sleeping guy...
I ran into a friend from High School Cassie that night, turns out she is going to grad school in the town that I played in, we were friends back then, its been 10 years, you couldn't tell by looking at us though. Cass took me to a billiards hall called Far West in the heart of Spokane, there she proceeded to beat me three times in cut throat with her house mate Sarah, David Hannon just happened to be at the pool hall as well so it was good to connect with him for a little bit.
I fell asleep on Cassie's couch that night after a long long talk about life, and where we were in our own lives, and how things have changed in the ten years since we saw each other last, Cassie patted my head and said "I love you J.J." it was nice to hear someone say that... and know that they mean it...
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