Every once in awhile I understand why people think touring with a band is living the dream. Like last night, when we stayed & played in a restored 17th century olive mill on a 75-acre farm estate that produces organic vegetables, fruit, and herbs.
Rainbow over the Adriatic Sea at Raphael Beach in Civitanova Marche, Italy.
While in England I didn’t fondle the crown jewels at the Tower of London, watch Will and Kate parade their baby bump around Windsor Castle, hear Big Ben ring at noon, see the sunrise at Stonehenge (although I did have quite the adventure there 2 years ago), attend a church service at Westminster Abbey, see the changing of the guards at Buckingham Palace, or have tea the Queen …. So don’t even bother asking.
What I did see in the past 3 weeks was more miles of motorways, A roads, B roads, and teeny tiny country roads than the average Brit has seen in their entire life. Here’s what the UK looks like through the windshield of a big power-hogging right hand drive Vanny.
Cotswolds country road
Crossing the border into Scotland
Meet Rocco. He is House of Mercy Radio’s resident feline and in cat years is older than most of the music played on the show.