I'm getting used to long car rides again. Leg cramps, head-aches, you get the drift. We tried to keep the drive interesting, but we've driven up the east-coast before. It looks like New England, despite the different chain restaurants, and trees emerging from broken down dump-trucks.
Tyler had a lesson in standard shifting during traffic this morning. It set us back 30 minutes or so. We stopped in Durham, North Carolina in the search for guitar strings. Apparently, there are no music stores in the entire state. From Durham, we drove down to Chapel Hill.
I was getting excited, we rolled the windows down, took pictures, and made car noises with our mouths....you know, fun tour stuff.
We played at Internationalist Books, this anarcho-book store in Chapel Hill. According to some of the volunteers, the founder was shot by some of the town-fascists. It was a cool little place though, with a great balance between independent literature, established, writings, local artistry, and zines. We played with two of the guys, outside in a round robin sort of setup.
Afterwards, we met up with my friend Dan and his friend Andy for pizza at this joint called the Mellow Mushroom. We got yummy veggie pizza (no cheese on my half). Now we're sleeping here for the night.
They have the cutest cat in the entire world!
Hanging out...I just got a shower, thank god.
The Hanger tomorrow night!
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