Back to the states

After meandering around the Maui airport for 25 minutes looking for what airline we were going to be on, we finally were able to nuzzle and nest into these comfy leather seats in anticipation of our 12 hour journey back to Cali (12 hours including layovers… switching planes… ya know, the usual  ). We’ll have a layover in Oahu, then arrive in San Diego at 5:23 a.m. (but our body’s and souls are on Hawaii time so that will be 2:23 a.m.) Our glorious tour bus will be awaiting our arrival and our dear boss George and faithful SMT alumn Josh Edwards will sweep us north.
Eventually we will end up in San Luis Obispo and do some laundry… then off to our second camp! We are stoked and counting down to our time in Mexico for Youth Works. Youth works is a missions co-op sort of program out of PLNU that connects pastors/PLNU students/teens from Mexico and the Southwest Naz district for an annual time of worship/service/and a blasty blast of activities in Baja California; we have the privilege of leading worship for the evening gatherings during that week.
There are a few more casualties to add to our list for the summer… Meaghan Maples is the official garage sale of the band. We are basically about to kick her out of the band. She needs to watch her back. She (Me actually, but at this point in my life I am ashamed to refer to myself with pride and vigor so I can only take a condescending 3rd person tone…) has abandoned the grand silver case containing the little keyboard and all its juicy parts (including a really long, expensive, fancy computer chord…) It’s back in Maui. At the airport. Where I’d like to be. Sulking and hiding. Hopefully the TSA or F.B.I. or some sort of Hawaiian C.I.A. situation has retrieved and stationed it in their secret head quarters. And then tomorrow George’s lovely wife Tanya- who is still in Maui with the fam- will do some sort of top secret undercover mission and pick it up. In the meantime, I must, I mean she must find the upside of things. She’s wearing really great new shorts that were on sale at the outdoor mall on Maui and she’s with a bunch of people that still sort of love her and will forgive her for being forgetful and lame… AND she’s hitting the road with these amazing, forgiving, great musicians who will survive without little silver and it’s goodies.
Here is the finale of pics from our life on this side of the ocean… Good night. Rock on red eye.











(P.S. Now we are in LAX and even though we are all running on little to no sleep the Maui airport has called and the keyboard, which shall now be named, silver revolution, has been retrieved! Yay!)