I spent he better part of this morning eavesdropping. I do that a lot. It’s not that deceptive as I have warned everyone that I can hear every conversation I choose to from the comfort of my well positioned bunk. Let me explain.
My bunk of choice on the bus is closest to the front. There are four groups of bunks stacked three high. The middle bunk is the best choice as the top ones are quiet, but move the most as they are furthest from the pavement. The bottom bunks are very stable, but noisy as they are close to the tires on the pavement. There are four middle bunks, Me, Sean and Bob get first dibs on them and I chose drivers side front. It’s a great bunk, and I came by it through seniority. The front bunks are further from the engine, but closer to front lounge where most of the action occurs.
After a long flight and a grand night in Edmonton, we set off on a long bus ride to Ft. Mac. I’ve missed by bus bunk over our recent hiatus and I took to it like a sailor to rum shop. I fell into a perfect sleep and did not wake till this morning when we turned onto the streets of this city.
The boys, Sean, Bob and Murray must have succumbed to their body clocks, stuck o time zones far east of here and had been awake for hours. Their conversation was in full flight rolling over possibilities for our days off our upcoming European run. It’s not often we get two or three days off in a ten day tour, but the routing of the Scottish, English, and Danish Festivals that lie ahead, afford us this uncommon luxury. This novelty, coupled with the myriad of travel options within an hour of London, has all of us in a tizzy trying to decide what to do with our free time.
Pretty good problem to have, though, isn’t it?
For those of you wondering about the next CD, GBS now has over 20 songs written, collected and demoed. I, for one am ready to get started in the Fall.
But a few fun Summer nights lay ahead before we get down to the business of making the greatest record in history.
Hope to see you soon.
Cheers,
Alan