Holmdel Sweet Holmdel

A show photo-free entry tonight. I didn't need any distractions during the show, since we had a tough day due to the fact that we have seven trucks and only two could dump at a time at the dock. We had to hurry to get soundcheck happening. That kind of puts me up against it, and I worry a bit more about gear failure. There is peace and comfort in having a well-paced day that somehow seems to keep gear gremlins at bay. Besides, I thought I might have lost my camera (again) yesterday, but I found it on the bus in the front lounge this morning.

That's one of the problems out here. There's no reliable permanent place to keep your stuff. Everyday is a new bed - or no bed at all, and a new shower-or no shower at all, and all of the space (save your actual bunk) is shared space - the lounges, kitchen, junk bunks, crew rooms, stages, wings.

There's not much to call your own, so it's easy to misplace something. I am trying to use my duffle bag as a catch-all, and in Philadelphia I failed to take my camera from the bus (which was parked in a city lot, a $10 cab ride from the hotel).

Bob managed to remember his and took this photo.

That's me in front of Independence Hall. I find the colonial era very interesting, and have read a few books on it. "John Adams" is an excellent read, as is "Founding Brothers". There is a three-volume set by Daniel J. Boorstin called "The Americans" that is superb. I'm a Boorstin fan - his series on History, Philosophy and Art (The Discoverers, The Seekers, and The Creators, respectively) is a must.

I am working my way throught the Edward Rutherfurd "historical novel" books at present. I finished "Sarum" yesterday and started "London". Good stuff.

I am travel blogging again, we are cruising down the road this very minute, headed for a day off in Harrisburg, PA.