We leave the house we played at the next morning, the guys load equipment back into the van and Cassie helps out in side, a welcome respite of 2am loading jobs. We make the 2 hours drive north into the tiny town of
Houghton, MI known to sports fans as the birthplace of professional Ice Hockey. I soon learn that a town 12 mi north called Calumet was the center of the U.P. copper boom and was very close to becoming the capitol of Michigan before the mines went bust. Our contact and friend in
Houghton, Emma allows access to her apartment above the movie theater on Main. St. with a view of the river that flows behind the town.
Tonight's show is at the Level 2
Skatepark where the poor boarders were forced to watch the bands since the management turned off the lights to the park area when the bands were performing.
After the show we ate at a dark tavern and I slept in a van.....down by the river.
----Carlos
We drank at a bar
called
the library. This town has a art walk going on down by the water front with all these doors
stretching around the park. The theme is Grandmothers and there are all these doors with painting and
collages, and drawing and photos of the towns Grandmothers. It was awesome. I slept on the kitchen floor with Cassie next to me. The shower was amazing. fruit bowls, darts, badly rolled burritos,
ugh boots on a
paraplegic, a gracious host, and a beautiful town is the low down. -Aaron
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