Troy, New York

Over two hundred and sixty miles,
More than twenty-three hours and twenty minutes,
One free concert,
Standing in line,
Celebrating The Wait,
Revolution Hall on River Steet,
Three great bands,
One free t-shirt,
Tongue Tied,
Awesome music,
Walking to my car in the rain,
Blindly following traffic,
Crossing the bridge,
Too many one-way streets,
Lost in New York,
Asking for directions,
Wrong side of the Hudson River,
Passing and repassing the Watervliet Arsenal,
Route 155, Colonie, Route 32 East,
Driving around in circles from 11:30 PM to 1:15 AM,
Route 787, Route 32 West, Route 2,
Running three or more red lights,
Passing one cop,
Parking at a brightly lit Hess Station,
Locking the doors,
Reclining the seat,
Putting on a sweatshirt,
Sleeping until 6:00 AM,
Waking up cold and thirsty,
Buying and drinking a bottle of orange juice,
Tropicana, some pulp,
Finding the bathroom locked,
Resuming my search,
Crossing the river,
Driving up and down 15th Street,
Frear Park and a cemetery,
Passing through Rensselaer,
Finally locating Route 66,
Actually Pawling Avenue,
On to Route 43,
Averill Park and Dunham Hollow,
Finding my destination at 7:15 AM,
Showering and sleeping until 10:30 AM,
Talking and eating,
Leaving for home,
Route 22 and Hoosick,
Stewart's and another cemetery,
Visiting a new house,
Long muddy driveway,
Driving through the rain,
Up Hogback,
And down the other side,
Filling up at Neighbor's,
New York, Vermont, New Hampshire,
Arriving home,
Knowing it was all worth it,
And having one of the most interesting twenty-four hour periods,
Ever.

Peace,
Justin