Wednesday, July 10, 2013

Tour, day one

File this under living a little: I am writing this on a bus, traveling from Metamora, IL to Warrenville, MO, in the middle of the night. Ok, so it's not exactly midnight yet, but this is definitely late for me. This is what we call "drum corps time". Sleep when you can, on the bus if possible, as a convoy of buses and trucks transports the entire production toward their next city, which is often in the middle of nowhere.

There are 155 (give or take) kids in the corps, plus an ever-increasing staff of instructors and volunteers. Just pulling into a rest area for a bathroom break is going to be a major production. So far this has been the easy part. Sometime tomorrow we will arrive at our next housing site, unload our stuff and wander inside to find a space to make a bed and catch some more sleep, if possible. Then we get up and get to work.

(Yaaawwn) It's been the first of many long days ahead. Time for bed, or some facsimile thereof.

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