Gallivanting around Silver Lake.
Las Vegas is just as weird and saturated as you think it's going to be before you go. Then you get there, and the reality of its weirdness is more than you can process at the time. I took an embarrassing amount of pictures here, but these are the highlights:
At first, you're all like 'Oh, cool, Tupac,' but THEN you're all like 'holy shit, is that a little person Mr. T??!!!!'
and I ran into Zoro at the drug store.
I got to see Rancid from backstage, which felt a lot like grown up me giving 15 year old me an epic time-traveling high five. We also went to Tempe, AZ. I met people from all walks of biker gang life from weekend warrior moms and dads, Buddhist bikers and actual Hell's Angels.
We also stopped off in at a gift shop in the middle of nowhere Nevada and it did not disappoint.
This is me in front of a giant cactus.
This is San Diego.
This is I-5 North.
The thing about these pictures is that they were taken one after another. Ocean to my left, mountains to my right.
Weird tits.
This dog almost brought me to tears.
Every show or town has its pluses and minuses, but I would say overall the most amazing place we went on the tour was Black Butte, CA. Really amazing, beautiful place and people.
In Seattle I saw more old friends, my cousin and SLEEP!
After Seattle I flew back to Richmond, slept as much as I could and got ready to hit up the east coast. It's been a really great summer. Stay Gold, Julie
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