Creation East And Gettysburg
I’m leaving tonight for another quick trip out with Phil. This time we are flying in to Baltimore and driving up to a festival called “Creation East”. Or maybe it’s just called “Creation” and there is one in the west and in the “East” or maybe it’s just called “Creation” and the “East” is implied. Either way I am headed there tonight. It’s in Pennsylvania, which is “East” of here.
Because of where we are flying in and where the festival is Phil and I noticed a little place on the map right in between the two. I have never been to Gettysburg and neither has Phil, so we thought there was no better time than now to see it. I’ll try to make sure to get some cool pictures if I get a chance.
Also if you haven’t yet, make sure to head over to Brian’s blog and read his entry for the 40 Day Fast about the Global Food Crisis.
I’ll try to update some this week, but I will be in a car a lot. Maybe another trip in pictures is in order?
Day One
Randy flew in last night about nine-thirty and now he officially lives here. It’s a little weird but it’s cool that we can officially get going on the company. We left the airport and stopped in at McCreary’s for a cool adult beverage. After a brief tour around the town we headed back to our house.
Randy’s staying with us for a while until he figures out what he wants to do, but for the time being it will be cool to be able to work in the same room. We’ve got some big plans for the Fee guys, so look for that soon. Also it will be nice to be able to not have to deal with time zone differences, waiting for emails, and communicating across the country. I’m hoping we can be a lot more productive in the same town and same house for a while.
From what Randy remembers this is the furthest East he has been, except for one time when he was little. What’s the furthest you have been from your house. For Vacation, work, anything. Where’s the furthest place you have traveled?
I went to Jamaica last year. That seemed like it was pretty far.
AllTop And Stuff
So, check this out. I got this email yesterday saying that I was added to AllTop.com in the Life Section sharing the page with some other awesome blog friends like Anne Jackson and the cool kids at “Are We Still Cool”. It turns out that we are living life and documenting it well enough to either make the folks and AllTop feel bad for us, or want to add us to their list. Pretty sweet eh?
In other news, I am sitting in a hotel bed with a paper cup half full of coffee, getting ready to head out on the road for the next twelve hours. Kristin and I had a great trip. It’s been nice to get away for a few days and just refresh. Now it’s the long ride home, but shortly after our marriage we realized that we liked to drive, we liked hanging out and we liked snacks. So if we have those things today, we will be good. Check out my Twitter if for whatever reason your Sunday is so unbelievably slow that you are wondering where we are on our journey.
While I’m Gone
We are throwing together the last few things that we need for our trip and getting the “large” and “medium boys ready to stay with Kristin’s dad. I think we’ve got everything ready. We have our Death Cab album as a handful of others to accompany our drive. The car is cleaned out and full of very expensive gas, and I think even the tire pressure is okay.
So, while I am staring at the road for the next twelve or thirteen hours I thought I would steal something that I saw over at Without Wax the other day. Here’s how it works. I will start with a question and the forst person to answer it asks another question. That way we can all get to know each other. So, here goes.
If you could take a road trip anywhere where would you go?
Have a great day. Ready? Go.
Road Trip
Tomorrow morning Kristin, Cooper and I are taking off to Grand Rapids. A friend of mine is getting married and I was asked to take some pictures of the wedding. It’s a little in intimidating to be the “photographer”, but I’m not calling it that, so it makes me fell better. Matt used to be the road manager for the David Crowder Band and now is the Technical Director at Rob Bell’s church in Grand Rapids. Rob’s doing the wedding so that should be a pretty interesting to hear. It’s going to be a great day for Matt and Hannah and it’s cool we get to be a part of it. It’s interesting where this photography thing has taken me. I never planned on being a photographer, but for some reason opportunities keep popping up. I still love the creativity of it, and don’t know if I could do it for a job. I wouldn’t want to start not liking it.
We have little to no agenda driving up there and the wedding isn’t until Saturday so we are taking our time getting up there. One thing we do plan on doing tomorrow is stopping in Chicago for dinner. This is one of the first times in a really long time that Kristin and I will be able to travel together and have time to actually hang out. She has never been to Chicago, so we figured it was a perfect time to drop in and at least see a little bit of the city and grab some dinner. Then on to Grand Rapids.
Today will be a day of making sure everything is packed, the car is cleaned, the new Death Cab record is on the iPod, and the big boys are ready to stay at Kristin’s dad’s house. The boys are still asleep so I better get started.
*Creative Chaos – Photography*
Absent
Don’t worry. I’m not in jail or anything. I left for the airport yesterday at about six-thirty in the morning, and after sitting on the runway for an hour waiting for the weather to let up, flew to Atlanta. Once I got to Atlanta the weather was worse, and there we sat. I missed my connection because the airport is freaking huge, and was re-booked for another flight. Another flight that left five hours later.
I was able to get in three episodes of Lost, and a chicken caesar salad, watched travelers, and then got on my long flight to Orange County. Seat 44A. That was me. The back row, window seat, next to some skater guy writing what looked like some screenplay or something called “The Weed Child”. I tried not to look but it was intrigued. Finally I landed at about nine last night, West Coast time.
This morning I was up early and went to my grandma’s funeral, re-introduced myself to family I didn’t know, re-connected with my cousins and ate Mexican food. Now I am sitting outside watching the sun go down, getting ready for the day of traveling tomorrow. A quick, whirlwind trip, and I will be home tomorrow night.
On a side note, we are about to launch Natalie Grant’s new site. It’s going to be awesome and will be cool to see what she has to say on her blog. I will let you all know when it’s ready to go. Sorry if I am a little distracted right now, it’s been a long couple days.
I Lied And Got Stared At
So, as it turns out we aren’t really in Atlanta as much as we are near Atlanta. And by near Atlanta I mean, a good drive away from Atlanta. I’m sorry if I have misled anyone. I hope you can forgive me. This is what happens when you don’t pay attention to anything when you are riding in a van.
Tonight these guys played a great show for a massive group of teenagers, and did it all with a busted website. Aren’t you impressed. I know I was. I faithfully watched their merchandise to make sure none of it wandered off without the correct compensation.
So, funny story. About halfway through the night I was sitting at the table in the empty room, some call a “foyer”, and some call an entrance because no one likes to say “foyer”, at the merch table waiting for something magical to happen, and this kid comes up and sits directly across from me on the other side of the table but about four feet back. He doesn’t say anything, but is staring right at me. I’m not a big “stare at me” kind of person. I get a little uncomfortable, and start to feel like I have something hanging from my nose or something like that.
I kept pretending to do important things on my computer, giving quick glances up to see this kid looking at me. He must have been twelve or so, because he was as awkward as I felt. I debated winking at him a few times to avert his stare, but thought that inappropriate.
I ended up just getting up and walking away. Maybe that isn’t a funny story. It’s late here, and there is snow at home.
