Bert Jansch-A Dream, A Dream, A Dream
about One Second into flying I'm restless. I like flying and traveling, its just a hard time for my brain to sit still, in that small moving vacuum tube.
and did some interior interviews
I was fine with not making it down to New Orleans proper.
Firetrucks, and interviews in the firehouse, was our last location, then to the scuzzy New Orleans airport. Beers $9. a real ugly Dirty place. Not quite a welcoming/sending off diplomat to tourism.
I sat in my narrow seat. I had a very unexpected co-flyer in Brain Walton. He sat next to me and, I, from following the tweet world, knew to ask/quell my real curiosity "how did the wind tunnel testing go?". He was down in NC with Scotty Z working on his TT research. so we chatted bikes to philly.
the music, a bit, sorta really different for me, Variety is the spice of life, cheers, enjoy your perversions. d.