Sunday was going to be a travel day on our way to Banff for a show. Five minutes outside of Saskatoon, the van broke down. We were really lucky this wasn’t two hours later. We would have been in the middle of “no man’s land.” Anyways, we broke down, cabbed back to the hotel and turned it into a rest day. Sauna, hot tub, pool, hot tub, pool, etc. Later that night around 11pm we went down to the pub attached to the hotel where we met up with all of the Low guys, Kat (our merch girl), Alan (tour manager) and Mark (LOTL’s guitar tech). Alan was stumbling around pounding glasses of scotch, mumbling and playing Big Buck Hunter with a southern accent on. Hung out for a couple hours, had some drinks, then went back to our room. Slept.
Monday. Van was fixed at 2pm, too late for us to make it to the Banff show. Cancelled. Started the drive to Edmonton. By the way, this is the worst traveling situation ever. Me, Brad, Ryan, Alan, Kat, Lawrence, Ron, Steve, Dylan, Dave and Mark all in a 12 seater van, with a trailer attached for our gear. Not only is the van stuffed, it’s impossible to maneuver. It’s fun and terrible at the same time. –Adam.
