Touring in India part two
If you missed last month’s blog be sure to get caught up before continuing with part two here.
Day 3 Show day, Shillong India
The local promoter hires several taxis for the crew to be taken from the Ri Kynjai hotel to the gig in the center of Shillong. The drivers speak no English and we all take a deep breath and cross our fingers that they know where we are going, since we clearly don’t. The drive takes nearly an hour, winding down the mountain past miles of nothing but shanties and dilapidated shacks. The poverty here is overwhelming, and the condition of most of the structures and the few actual buildings is alarming. About 35 minutes into the drive, myself and the monitor engineer who is in the car with me, start to get a bit concerned since we were told the venue is about 20 minutes drive from the hotel. We spend the next 15 minutes or so zig-zagging through the city streets which would be impossible to navigate on our own, until we finally reach the venue- an outdoor polo field in the heart of the city. (more…)
Michelle recounts a European club tour somewhere back around 2003
stopping in Greece, Italy, Spain, eastern Europe, and Russia.
Part 1: It’s not all about the gig
Naples, Italy- there’s the sea and the mountains and the greenery and the food. Dinner began with prosciutto, parma ham, fresh mozzarella, followed by squid with garlic and olive oil, then roasted peppers, zucchini, eggplant, all delicious (well I didn’t actually eat the squid, but everything else). Next came huge bowls of pasta, linguine vongole, or Pomodoro and that was just the main course. The second course was meat, fish, or chicken, which I didn’t stay for because I was stuffed.
The second day in Italy, it’s all about the food. The hospitality and the food here could make you cry, unbelievable. Florence, dinner began with ziti in Pomodoro sauce, Tuscan bread salad then steamed vegetables, roasted peppers, zucchini, eggplant, roasted potatoes with rosemary, tray after tray of food kept coming out of the kitchen all cooked by Anna, your typical Italian grandmother, and let me tell you there would be hell to pay if you did not “mangia”, after the roasted peppers came roasted turkey, then spinach quiche. Dessert was a delicious custardy creation served with espresso. I’ve got to come here for a month to learn how to cook, or maybe just to eat
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