The Stills Day 1, Ottawa to Houston

It’s 5:20am. The good news is I got through customs and I am now officially licensed to work in the US of A. Good times. The bad part is that it’s 5:20am. This is more like a bed time for me and I have 7 hours of flights plus a show to do. Oh well, I’m sure it all work out just fine. Nothing a couple double cappuccino’s can’t fix…

 

So now it’s 9am and I just had breakfast in Philadelphia. I ordered a bagel and cream cheese, thinking for some reason that cream cheese in Philly would be special, but I think I just confused it with the actual brand name cream cheese that we all know and may or may not love. Anyways, I got in line for this bagel, and there was no one else there, took 10 seconds to get it, and it was great btw, despite the fact that the cream cheese came in a little creamer style cup and I had to spread it myself… Now the reason I mention this is because I looked around in the food court and it was packed, lineups everywhere else. What were these people buying you ask? I’ll tell you. They were buying chicken burgers and pizza slices. At 8:30am!! And you know what, surprise surprise, most of them were fat. Now with my luck I’ll be stuck between two of them on the way to Houston… time will tell…

 

So at 1pm local time I landed in Houston, TX, after spending the entire flight alone in my row. It was great. I made my way down to the venue to meet everyone with Kings of Leon and hang out til The Stills got to town. The afternoon went by slowly, but all was good. Liam (the keyboardist) and I had dinner at this crazy Asian place called Kim Son about a block from the venue, which was odd because the venue was in the ghetto. It was pretty rough. But the food, spectacular. I could eat there every night, and the menu was definitely big enough to accommodate that.

 

After the fine meal, we went back and put on a rock show that went quite well. The Houstonians seemed to like The Stills. Hung out for a while after, then drove to Waco, TX because there’s a place that will fix the rv generator tomorrow. On the way, we some how ended up in the Waco ghetto and had an interesting experience outside a boarded up gospel church in which the locals were yelling and running after the rv at 3am. Not fun, but we’re sitting safely in our hotel now, and tomorrow we’re off to Oklahoma City…