Sadly we had to leave the hotel. Went out to try and get small presents for family but all we got was an idea of what to get, hopefully when we get to Sedona. John, Dot and their son Matthew took us to lunch and then we struck out for Gallup, listening to the last […]
Now we were getting into the most amazing country. We drove along bits of Route 66 when we could, to see motels, diners and casinos boarded up, virtual ghost towns but with a couple of cafes, motels, one or two shops selling Indian goods, and several large wall paintings of Cadillacs, and guys with leather […]
Technically we are on holiday now, but we rise early, not at all sure whether we will be able to get through to Tulsa, the first stop on our way to Santa Fe. The rain beats down on the car, the sky the colour of lead and by then we have heard about the devastation […]
Another long drive – this time to St Louis – a new one for us. On the way we hear rumours about tornados and huge hailstorms. In St Louis it is hot and humid and a warm wind tussles the trees. Our hotel is, as usual, out of the main town, so have no idea […]
A long drive to Chicago where we get more deeply into The Paris Wife. Beginning to be a little like what we in England call “an Aga saga’ – a sort of chatty, gossipy novelette, but we persist with it. Neil’s gig is at Martyrs – he usually plays at The Abbey, but last year […]
A drive to Cleveland – boring but easy, lulled by a new talking book ‘The Paris Wife’ – a story about Earnest Hemingway written from the point of view of his wife and about their meeting, marriage and their time in Paris. So, again the journey passed quickly and we checked in at the hotel, […]
No gig today – all we have to do is change hotels and get half way to Cleveland, so we wind up in Hamburg on the outskirts of Buffalo. We got so absorbed in The Midnight House while we were driving, that we took the CDs into the hotel to listen to later. Would make […]
Today a drive to Toronto. Was Ok, just wet wet wet but we had another CD ‘The Midnight House’, to listen to, this time in 9 parts, so the hours flew past. The only slight worry about the hours flying past like that, is getting so absorbed in the story that you cant remember anything about […]
Drove from Montreal to Gananoque. It wasn’t raining while we were driving, but it started as we reached the hotel so put a stop to any walkabouts we hoped to do. Thought about a boat trip but as we drove past the lake watching the rain-lashed waves, we thought better of it. So in the […]
Come morning we both still felt bad about this gig, but the owners of the Home Hill Inn spoiled us at with fruit, granola, yoghurt and croissants and though it was still raining, we agree to forget the gig and think about the next one. We scrambled into the car remembering we still had the […]
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