INTERLUDE (Michigan Coast)

Well, three days into the tour and I'm already behind with keeping posts updated. Eh, screw it.

I'm currently in Petoskey, MI, hanging out with my good friend Stellaria before we both collapse into sleep for the night.

I'll do the Chicago/Milwaukee post tomorrow, as well as the rest of today's post, but I wanted to share this with you guys first.

Play this video. All the way through. And while you're listening, read the following few paragraphs, and try and put yourself into that space. Because that's how I spent my day. Booyeah.

Imagine, if you will, that you are in a car, on a highway.

Imagine, if you will, that the car is a brand-new, bright red Dodge Dart.

Imagine that the highway runs through a mix of low prairie grasses and thick maple forests with stands of aspen.

Imagine that it is 5:30 in the afternoon, and the sun is warm as it sinks down toward the horizon.

You have been driving for five hours and it's still a long ways before you stop, but you're getting there, and right now you don't even feel tired.

Because AC/DC is on the radio, and you've rolled the windows down, and cranked up the volume, and stuck your left hand out of the car to surf on the air currents as you barrel down the highway.

Well, you're not really barreling down the highway (the speed limit is 70), your hair is whipping you in the face every time it gets caught in the draft from the window, and the shadows the trees are casting are a bit cold . . .

 . . . But the sun is glinting off the brass rims of your Aviators as you drive, and the wind is strong around you, and the road is loud under your tires, and Brian Johnson is, well, Brian Johnson, and your car is red and it goes vroom . . .

 . . . and right now you are the coolest person on the planet.

Let there be rock, indeed.




From Petoskey, MI . . .
Julia