Road Trip 2007-01

I originally had a post here, but the pictures were not sized right. I took them off, ran them through some auto-fix features on photoshop and am throwing them back on here. I am currently going through an old hard drive of a computer that decided to randomly quit on me, so expect more pictures from these road trips. These pictures are from the first road trip I went on in 2007 with the band a District of Evolution. We started the trip heading south to San Diego, then to Pheonix, Arizona, where we would stay for two days. The next destination was Roswell, New Mexico, which was an interesting event. DOE played with two really good bands, but no one showed up except four kids, that actually bought cds and shirts off the bands. We wanted to get out of here asap, so we drove off until we found an isolated spot to light off the fire works we had bought earlier in the day. One of the mortars flipped on its side and basically lit up a small fire in the brush. We all ran over there to put it out faster than the firework before us, all except Jon who was filming the whole thing. We left that spot to sleep in the van at a rest stop somewhere in New Mexico. The next day was my turn to drive the van and we went across Colorado, for two days, to arrive in Salt Lake City, Utah, where the next show was. Here we met a band named Loom, who turned out to be awesome people. They let us crash at their house in SLC and tried to set up another show for the band, however everything fell through with that. The next morning we drove through the thickest forests imaginable, in Oregon, until we ended up on a highway that ran across the Columbia River. Along the way we stopped at the Multnomah Falls, because you basically have to if you see it, once you see it, you will understand what I am talking about, it's beautiful! We made it to Portland, Oregon just in time for the show, we had just enough time to get everything onstage and have a couple locals tell us where to get the best hookers. We didn't ask them where they were or having any intention on soliciting them at all. Anyways, I just thought it was a funny thing to say to someone who just arrived in a new town. Their show that night was really good, and the bar was really cool to hang out at. They had $1 "mystery shots" and $2 Sessions beers, which I took full advantage of. The way from Portland to Reno, Nevada was the longest drive that we had and the weather started to get bad on the drive down from Oregon. We ran into some girls from Grants Pass, Oregon, who convinced us to stay the night in that town, where those girls would end up buying us all a hotel and alcohol. We ended up hitting some snow in Susanville, where there is literally a Numero Uno's and a Ralphs and that's it. We end up arriving in Reno safe, despite the harsh conditions. We have some fun around the town of Reno, asking the locals stupid questions and getting hit up by prostitutes in the Holiday Inn Casino. The drive from Reno to Vegas is nothing like the drive I'm used to from LA to Vegas. There is literally nothing in between there except maybe two gas stations and a couple bunny ranches, no hills, trees, people, animals, nothing. It's really cool, especially for a city boy such as myself. Las Vegas was great, good turn out, good times, good food finally, and it was only one day away from sleeping in my bed. The drive home was a familiar one and I got more excited with every sign that was familiar to me. Here are some pics!!!