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Casey Henry

Casey Henry

I’m sitting the lounge of the Hilton Hotel in Naperville, IL, near Chicago, writing this. Who knows when I’ll be able to post it because they make you pay for internet access here, which I’m not willing to do. Last night my phone told me there was a Caribou Coffee half a mile away, so I was planning on going there. But this morning my phone decided it was really two miles away and, since I don’t have van keys, it would have taken too long to walk there.

Scarf attempt #2.

Scarf attempt #2.

Yesterday was a travel day, nine hours from Knoxville to the Chicago area. Rachel decided to ride with Clay and Sam Hess, so I once again had the back van seat to myself (woohoo!). That made my trip easier. I finished my second crocheted scarf and finished Charlaine Harris’s new collection of Sookie Stackhouse short stories. Buddy and Jeremy did the driving, and a fine driving job it was, too.

Jeremy realized that we were passing very close to the Kentucky Coffeetree Cafe in Frankfort, Ky., so we stopped there for lunch. The Bee-Liners have played there a few times in the past, and the bookshelf-lined walls created an extremely comfortable atmostphere. I had the black bean salsa wrap and potato salad. Really, really good.

When we got close to the hotel, we decided to grab supper before checking in. We went to possibly the worst Thai restaurant that any of us have ever been to. Good presentation, but they fell far short in the taste department. You win some, you lose some. We certainly lost that one.

I took an early bed but Rachel decided to go to the midnight showing of “New Moon” with Clay and Sam. I was long asleep by the time they got back after 2 a.m. I'm still waiting for a report on the movie, since she was still asleep when I left the room this morning.

Today we’re playing a school show from 2-3 before heading over to the McAninch Arts Center at the College of DuPage for tonight’s show. I really hope that we can hold the attention of a room full of first through eighth graders.

P.S. - A big thank you once again to Caribou Coffee, once again, for their internet access. And for my dark chocolate latte. Big yum.

Casey Henry

Casey Henry

Let me just tell you the lengths to which  I will go to blog for you people. Today started out great with my friend Myrna picking me up at the hotel so we could go to hot yoga. Awesome. Wonderful class. I get back to the hotel and take my coupon for our complimentary breakfast down to the restaurant and sit down to eat my eggs and oatmeal. Only after I'm halfway done with my meal do I learn that the breakfast is NOT in fact complimentary, but we have to pay full price for it, which is $15. That's the first bummer.

Then I go back to my room, wallet lighter, to post this blog, only to find that the hotel DOESN'T HAVE FREE WI-FI!!! So. I walk down the street to the Caribou Coffee, which does have free wi-fi (thank you Caribou!). No big deal, except that there's a hurricane here and do I have a rain jacket? No. Do I have an umbrella? Of course not. Even still, everything was okay, if a little damper than usual, until I get right in front of the store and step in a four-inch deep puddle. So my shoes and socks are SOAKING wet and I'm not sure even our eight-hour drive to Baton Rouge today will be long enough to dry them out.

And now I'm about to run out of time before I have to go back and load my stuff in the van, so I'd better say a word or two about the show last night and make this a somewhat legitimate blog. The Red Light Cafe, Atlanta. Small bar, great crowd. Really fun show, especially when we squoze all sixteen of us on the small stage for the finale. It was like a clown car, only it was a clown stage. We just kept packing people onto it.

Tonight once we get to Baton Rouge we're going to go see Darrell Scott play at the same theater where we're playing tomorrow night. Completely pumped about that. We're just hoping that this hurricane rain doesn't last all the way to Louisianna!