Beginning of the End

So I have designated myself as the official tour driver, except for when I'm drunk. The driver's seat is pretty much the only place I feel comfortable while this thing is moving. I've learned it can be a treacherous thing riding in the RV with no seat belts. Just ask the donuts.

I'm sad that this will be the last night of the tour because every day so far has gotten better.

I've become accustomed to living in the RV with the other three, staying up late and getting up early to drive.

Last night was especially fun because my brother, sister and many of my old friends came out and afterwards involved ourselves in some heavy drinking and table dancing.

I've learned a lot about my fellow bandmates/tour manager over the past week and a half. I'd only spoken to Tim and Janay a handful of times before the tour and now can't imagine life without any of them.

I am excited to be near a good night's sleep in my own room, however, if I could share that room with Astra, Tim and Janay, it would make it even better.

Miguel L. Savior