Tonight, we are headed to see where Todd was born – St Joseph, Michigan.
He found this nearby:
No, he wasn’t born in a brewpub, though he should have been. He enticed me to go by pointing out the cider on tap.
We’ll stay in a hotel, hopefully with a hot tub, because Saturday I’m a-gonna need my muscles.
we take a few pictures and drive up to Grayling, where I have a show in a pole barn. Three sets of music with a drummer and a dancer, each set representing a different “tour” of part of the world. I have made up a “travel brochure” complete with drink pairings.
Set 1: Bourbon. (Celtic Lands to Appalachia.)
– I don’t actually have any whisky, but we are bringing some lovely blonde port!
Set 2: The Vodka Belt. (from the Balkans to the Black Sea)
– Rich revisits his time in Albania and I can toast Ukraine.
Set 3: Tea and Romani (Spain, Egypt, India)
– Ashli is doing a belly dance with a tea tray on her head!
– if it doesn’t rain, there might be fire dancing. Rich bought leather pants.
Drive home. We both love the stouts and porters, so this is worth adding 30 minutes to the trip…or maybe a few hours….
This is my absolutely favoritous maximus way to music-make. I get to spend a whole weekend with my husband, see dear friends, nature, and get rid of some CD’s too. I can definitively say I’ve never been so excited about spending a night sleeping in a car. It’s also kind of a relief, after steampunking so much, that I am not *allowed* to bring props or electronics. My whole costume change is a hat and a scarf.
See y’all Monday, in pictures!