Some places don’t get full names, they just function according to airport code, preceded by “the.”
The ATL.
The PDX is gaining steam.
The PHX.
That was entirely unnecessary.
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We rolled into the ATL on the 30th. I think. Give or take. When bedtime is 6am (or maybe 5am, or maybe 7am, depending on the time zone, and depending on if you abide to the structure of time zones), and the morning is +/-2pm, well, days don’t begin and end the way they once did.
Nevertheless, we rolled in to a parking lot across the street from our venue, Dannemans. Dannemans is a great coffee spot in Cabbagetown, with a sweet performance space upstairs.
We decided to do a hybrid presentation of the stripped down version we did at Emmaus, and the full (frontal?) version we did at the rest of the venues.* I really loved the vibe–we kept the video segments, scratched the rockstar lighting, and Cal switched from electric to acoustic. It fit perfectly together, and fit perfectly with the venue, too.
I think what has caught me off guard the most is how acutely aware I have become of people on the streets. There were a lot of people on the streets in the neighborhood that we were in, and I feel a whole new grace when it comes to my perspective on each person that I see. Maybe a more tough grace than before, especially after the remarks that I’ve heard Kyle express when someone bums him for a cigarette. It’s interesting to feel this shift in my heart, from what I’m not entirely certain, but it feels more like God and less like me.
Here are a couple more shots from Daley from our stop in the ATL.
-julie
*that sentence could get really awkward if you haven’t watched the update videos. but then that would be your fault. i just hope my blogging privileges aren’t revoked.
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