Ahhh....I’ll bet you and I could trade “road stories” for days. LOL. We once drove from Bismark to San Antonio overnight and day nonstop, only to arrive at the club to be told that the contract had been canceled. Not happy campers, especially hubby who drove the bus all that way and had to listen to one of the band members who decided it would be a good time to learn how to play a fiddle....all night long. One good thing. Hubby didn’t fall asleep at the wheel.
Oh yes. We could kill the better part of a weekend swapping horror stories.
Heheh.