My last day in Copandero I spent walking around with my banjo and playing for people who would call me over and ask me to play. It was beautiful and sad and I had an amazing day but spent it wondering why I was leaving.
I travelled with Pancho to Moralia and made tortillas again with Ophelia and then set out in the morning for my plane. Spent some time in Phoenix with Sally and Tony and the hopped on the plane to San Francisco. A woman on the plane recognized me from playing music around San Francisco as did a crazy young fella who sat near me in business class.
Back in San Francisco I played a couple shows (one at a very artsy smartsy gallery/vineyard in Napa) and now I'm in Oakland hoping to finish my album before I get bogged down too much by the crushing amount of obstacles (cancer, health insurance, housing, money etc) weighing me down.