Captain's Log - Aaron
Our tour bus is a gas-guzzling behemouth. It took us a long time to get from Portland to San Fransisco: 15 hours. We left 4 hours early and we were still 2 hours late. Since the U.S.S. Mad Max (that's the name I christened the RV with) has the gas milage of Abrahm's battle tank, we had to stop five times for re-feuling. Poor Max had trouble getting up the mountains in California. She topped out at like 45 mph I think I'm going to have to buy a hybrid when I get back to make up for the o-zone damage.
Even though it took a long time, riding in Mad Max is pretty smooth. We took shifts, and whenever someone wasn't driving or navagating, we could sleep in one of the three beds on board.
Thursday we had a gig in San Fransisco and it was awesome. We had a bunch of volunteers, so we made up for lost time with the bone marrow drive. Everyone was awesome and had so much to say. It was such a great feeling being in a room in which you are part of a majority for a change. There was a great feeling of comunity. There were mixed people from all over the color spectrum. Even though we were of different races, we all had many experiences in common. Thank you so much Variations and all the people in San Fransisco who showed us such a great time.