BREAKFAST at La Quinta is pretty good.
After a shower and getting a few bits and bobs done online we nip out for some lunch – to Panera Bread(!) – then Margaret has a look round T J Maxx, the US equivalent of the jumble sale that is T K Maxx in the UK.
Back at the hotel I spend the rest of the afternoon working on PR for some of the shows later on in the tour then it;s time to get ready to go out. First stop, a little Mexican place where I have some amazing tacos and Margaret has a giant quesadilla – half of which she has to take away in a box. Might be handy later 😉
On to load in at the Polack inn then our pal Tom, who’s opening the show, arrives. We chat for a while over a beer, get our gear ready then Ryan sorts out the sound and Tom hits the stage. Normally half of 20 Watt tombstone, Tom plays an rare acoustic set that goes down a storm.
When I take the stage the room is full, the drink is flowing and everyone’s going just a little bit nuts. We have a fantastic night and, needless to say, way too much drink is drunk – no time for Glengoyne in the mayhem after the show– the menu is more beer, shots, whisky and even a few local delicacies known as ‘leg spreaders’. ‘Nuff said!
I don;t even remember getting back tot he hotel, but I do recall that half quesadilla coming in useful just as I predicted earlier.