Day 7: Winchester, Kentucky
After the show we parked ourselves outside of the house in which we would be staying. We walked inside with noodles,bread, and sauce at hand. Ready for a cheap, fulfilling dinner. We placed our sleeping bags, bags, and pillows in Reid's room. Who is Reid? I don't know either. All I know is that he had an xbox and a list of alcohol he wanted to buy on his desk which was cleverly titled "Reid's alcohol list." We ate our dinner while more and more people we didn't know filled the house. Around 3 AM, finally fed up with the drunks taking over the house, Shawn, Christian, and I decided to retreat for the van in order to get some much needed sleep. We all hated cigarette smoke anyways. The loft, the bench, and guitar cabs were used as three beds. Our safe place. The next morning we were awoken by the bright lights of a police car. The officer was very kind, just concerned since we had somehow managed to park our sketchy 12 passenger van right across from a pedophile's house. The social worker living across the street was concerned that he had friends, but we told the officer the truth and were on our way, headed towards Nashville. All we wanted to do was play music.
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