Monday, April 28, 2014

4/28/14 day 21: Eislingen, Germany

Sad to leave Öblarn, Österreich today. Caught a late breakfast at the hotel. While this Inn won't win the Best Breakfast of the Year Award, I still loved  staying here. It was kind of exactly how you'd imagine it to be: a little musty, huge wooden ceiling beams, freaky boars head on the wall watching you eat, etc.

I mean, come on, Michael the owner of the Inn stood at the door and waved goodbye as we pulled out of the parking lot. So cool. Maybe he was glad to see us go?!? No way! We were all buds! Although, he was probably a little glad the American tornado had departed. With us gone, the place was basically empty. He can enjoy the pace of a slow off season. I imagine he's jammed in the summer and winter months. I definitely want to come back in the Winter!! So bad ass!

Driving in Austria is a test of will; all u really want to do is look out the window at all the beauty but no, someone has to watch the road. So many beautiful colors in the valley. Imposing cloud capped mountains. Lazy little villages. It's pretty charmed. Very excited to come back and explore more in the future.


Made it to Eislingen, Germany unscathed in about 4+ hrs. Checked into the hotel and then we all walked to dinner. There is an Italian joint about ten minutes away. Enjoyed some baked Rigitoni with ham and peas. It was perfect comfort food.  Still a little shredded from all the Austrian schnapps over the weekend (all in moderation of course and I didn't want to be rude to our gracious hosts after all...) In any case, we all decided a couple large bottles of water were in order.

(Lamest. Prost. Ever)

Had a little band meeting back at the hotel and then called it a night. Luckily, there isn't much more driving this coming week but we still have shows basically every night. Need to get a good night sleep.

Loving this tour so far. So much fun and so awesome to see this music affect so many people. I'm honored and grateful for this opportunity. Trust me, I do not take these trips or my charge as an American musical embassador for granted.


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