Rude Mechs in Minneapolis/St. Paul
Internet access has been as scarce as clean black and green striped socks, but a quick update to say that we arrived in the Twin Cities and are brassing off the powers that be in the way we know best.
More later…
Milwaukee: Pedal Pushers’ Parade
Milwaukee was next on our list. In welcome news, we only had one gig scheduled for that day, a parade and BBQ in support of a group called the Pedal Pushers, which works to promote visibility and safety for women and transfolk in the local bicycling community. The drive was long, as usual, but felt leisurely because we didn’t have to be anywhere until 6pm! We loved Milwaukee — the cheap beer, the friendly bike ladies, the little co-op right down the street from our housing, the whiskey-soaked singalong in the dive bar across the street from the co-op. I also personally loved the beautiful rolling hills and farm-dotted scenery of Wisconsin, which most definitely won the “best for thoughtful gazing while listening to iPod” prize. We didn’t love the drunk neighbors who insisted on jumping (literally, jumping) on our bus in the middle of the night, thus waking/confusing/frightening/infuriating the sleeping bandies inside, but weathered even them with good humor and escaped with minimal bruises and funny stories for the next morning. Some of us slept outside again and marveled at how enjoyable it continued to be. Add to that our lunchtime stop in Kenosha, where we had free pizza courtesy of some band parents, some more beer, and a quick dip in a nearby lake, and many of us had begun to feel that we could seriously get used to this way of life.
