most tasteless McMuffins I’ve ever eaten. We’d forgotten our leftover pizza in
the fridge, or breakfast would have been much better. Edward was too tired to
eat and curled up for a nap in the back seat (the ONLY time he slept in the car
the entire trip.) The ride was therefore quieter than usual, and Stella
entertained me by reading out things she found on Twitter.
It’s only about 3 hours from the Gulf Coast to Montgomery, so we pulled into
the airport with plenty of time, only to learn Stella’s flight was delayed. The
weather that chased us from Texas the day before was still causing problems. We
had an extra half hour together, which was spent inventing stories about the
other people in the terminal and wishing yet again that we had the leftover
pizza. Much too soon, there were hugs and tears and promises to ‘eff us up’ if
we didn’t stop making her cry, and then she was through the check in and out of
sight. We were getting in the car when the first ‘I miss you’ text came through,
and we sat and waited a few minutes, just in case, but she didn’t change her
As we got off the interstate to drive through our little town, it struck me
how similar it is to so many of the places we’d just visited. Edward had the
same thought, and we looked at home with slightly different eyes. We briefly
considered stopping at a few of our favorite haunts, just to let friends know
that we were back, but decided against it, opting to go straight home instead.
However, when we pulled into our driveway and shut off the car, we simply sat
there, unwilling to get out and go inside. It would mean that it was over.
Edward even asked if I was sure there wasn’t one more gig he had to play. (There
is, but not until July.)
We did get out, the car was unpacked and the first load of laundry started
before my husband got home. Edward put on Walk the Line (one of his favorites)
and I caught myself coming into the room each time Johnny was on the road. It
seemed so familiar. I was unreasonably jealous of their tour bus, though also
very glad that I hadn’t had to wrangle one through Tennessee mountains or Texas
We couldn’t have asked for a better tour. We covered almost 4000 miles as
dear friends and other playlist favorites sang us on our way. We saw old
friends, made new ones, and a lot of people learned a name and heard some music
that they will remember. No one got sick, the car behaved, and the worst
equipment problem was solved by a new guitar. Even the strings he came home
with were the ones that were on the guitar when he bought it: didn’t break one.
Perhaps the best part, though, was how much fun we had, and how, when it was
done, we wanted to keep going.
They say a performer should always leave the audience wanting more.
Sometimes the performers and crew feel the same. Thank you all for being a
part of this journey with us. It’s an incredible feeling to have your
See you next time, on the road!
Mumager Morgan, StellaWiki & Edward