After saying goodbye to our friend that we were on tour with we started to drive back to San Diego. There's always something weird about driving through the middle of nowhere. A two lane highway with random puddles of blood from the dead animals that have been smashed by prior vehicles, no phone service, no other roads, no other cars, and signs that say to report shootings. As I drove through the night and everyone else was asleep all I could think about was how I couldn't believe it was over. Ill Intent, Grave Maker, Pressure Point and pretty much everyone else we met on the trip are the best people ever. We stopped in Vegas and picked up some donuts (vegan ones for mike) and then walked on the strip a little. I lost 20 bucks, no big deal. We got home about 20 hours after we left and the next day we all had to return to normal life, shitty. We have a show in San Diego tonight though.
*Pat as we drove through the Desert
*Me and Wade somewhere in Nevada
*Pat, Wade and Jimmy inside a Casino
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