August 23 - The Manhattan in Moncton was a good show. We were fed intoxicatingly well and had a lot of space to surfpunk.
After crashing in The Manhattan's parking lot, we went to the Hopewell Rocks the next day, with Rick & Andrezj from the art collective. Who needs to pay eight bucks to see the rocks that God made when you can just climb over the little wooden fence?
August 24 - We stayed in a wicked field outside of Sackville, in Amherst. Ate a delicious meal "complements" of the grocery store, complements of the art collective. If you're ever in Amherst, the Salvation Army there is the best one we've seen in a while.
August 25 - We played at the Bridge Street Cafe in Sackville which was weird because it was in a Cafe and in the afternoon but we still rocked the hell out of it. And got free food! The theatre across the street is amazing for movies (even though the one we saw - G.I. Joe - sucked ass). (apes got that jacket at the Salvation Army for two bucks!)
Later that night we skipped out on the Amherst field where the art collective went back to and decided to crash in the van (as usual) in a Sackville parking lot. We hit up Ducky's for a drink before bed and it was so packed with people (mostly university kids) that we asked the bartender if we could play. It was our best show so far.
There was a guy there helping out the bartender for fun and he so kindly took us in - yesss, a freakin' bed! We ended up partying all night with Fred and listening to music in his garage. He recorded us live off the floor on his reel to reel the next day. A cute french lady who was trekking through the country on her bike stopped by to watch the whole thing. Then the three of us (tonkapuma & Fred - who we traveled with for the next few days) hopped into the van and headed for pugwash, nova scotia.
August 26 - We missed our show in Pugwash because everything closes so early there (5:30!). Ah well. We saw where they 'make' salt (The Windsor factor). We also stayed on a farm with the nicest people who had the sweetest babies. They even served everyone acid on a clipboard like they were bacon-wrapped scallops on a silver tray. Not everyone dropped it but the ones who did had a wicked time in the wilderness and around the nice warm fire pit. (The ones who didn't also had a wicked time.)