There have been two. One on Friday when my friends, Pam & Petra came by salon. It did not start as one… but once the tacos came out and the champagne was popped… it essentially became one.
Then last night in Berkeley I had dinner of Pakistani food (Indus Valley… between Hearst & University on San Pablo) with my friends Kim and Mike. It was a great evening of conversation while breaking bread. That sort of turned into one as well.
“What the hell are you talking about, Marcel?”
“Is this like the 70’s rock band perpetual ‘farewell tour’ ?
I know… it is laughable. I’m traveling across the country for a gig… and then (hopefully) returning. Though there is a certain old world charm about the bon voyage… friends wishing you well… that’s not such a bad thing, eh?
This is across the street from the motel I’m at. I head out in about half an hour for the first big leg.