Counting the cars..if you can find them

So much road behind me right now. Flew to Prince George and played the ‘Cold Snap’ festival, two flights to Kelowna the next day to play there, then right across to the Eastern seaboard to play three shows in Nova Scotia including one in Halifax. So deceiving in some ways to the mind that these places just arrive at my feet after stepping on long thin steel tunnels with engines attached. Familiar enough with many of these towns now to drive around and know where the rest rooms are in restaurants, as if they are in the suburbs of Cardiff and not on the other side of the world.Onwards down into the USA to play in Long Island, Sudbury Massachusetts, the Bronx and then down to Washington DC. Strange to be counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike after crossing the Brooklyn Bridge with Manhattan shining like the grand star it is by my side. So many memories of exciting days spent in that city in a time of big promise; but I’m still here.In Washington they have had the worst snow for 80 years and its crazy. The last twenty miles into the city were crazy on a road like a skating rink. Thoughts of last years twist in Nova Scotia were at the forefront of my thinking. Forty eight hours later I head out early, after a show with a wonderful musician from Boston called Vance Gilbert, to avoid another storm front on its way, and now wait in a hotel near La Guardia Airport for a flight to Toronto tomorrow that has already been rescheduled because of snow that’s coming New York’s way.