Sunday 18th Oct, 7:30am
Urg.
That is all.
Yesterday we woke up really groggily (ok, ok, I did). It was a shame we only stayed one night in Canberra as our motel was fantastic (go Bridget!). Bridge & I slept so soundly we didn't even hear Paul fall out of bed. We were on the road at 10am, and our goal was to reach Harrigan's Irish Pub in Harrigan Waters by 6pm.
Success!
It's a truly beautiful place. We all felt like plebs though, as we'd been travelling all day and arrived tired, sweaty and looking like shite (yes, it really does happen). We were hoping to make a good impression, but it didn't begin well. A lady approached us and asked me, 'What time are you starting?' Thinking she and her family were fans of Celtic music I answered, 'We start at 8pm', to which she replied, 'Oh good, I'll make sure we're gone before then.'
!
Fortunately the Harrington Waters gig was one of our best gigs of the tour, and the audience response was fantastic. It's always an interesting gig when you realise you're playing to a table packed full musicians. A very big hello to Nick, Charlie, Annette & Jeff and sorry for such a quick session after the gig!
We packed up fairly quickly, hit the road at midnight and spent the next seven hours gawping at the stunning fat waning yellow moon hanging lazily in the sky and lighting the landscape in the most eerie hue.
Half an hour ago we reached Jamberoo. Although Paul & I drove in shifts, neither of us has much recollection of the drive. What I do remember will be ingrained in my memory forever. I started driving around 4:30am, crossed the Harbour Bridge at 5am and drove over the Wollongong ranges just in time to see the most spectacular fiery sunrise spread out over the ocean at 5:45am. It was the most incredible sight! Bridget was awake at the time (the girl never seems to sleep, poor thing. Unlike Paul, who has the most extraordinary ability to fall asleep just about anywhere) and I was so glad to share one of my few sunrises with her :)
So now we're sitting at a little café in the town of Jamberoo, and all three of us are just shattered. We're either on the verge of tears or laughing hysterically at everything we hear, see or do. It's very quiet at our table right now, and we're clutching our coffees for dear life (double shot lattes all around).
Today we're performing at the Folk in the Foothills Festival & although I feel as though I'm walking through treacle I'm really looking forward to it. We've been told by quite a few people that it's a great festival. I'm hoping we can have a shower before our first performance at 10:30am, as I've never felt so manky in my life.
This is Sairey, signing off on one of many caffeine induced perk-ups.
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