Not a "ride" so much as a "torture device." Not high speed, just incredibly slow and bouncy. Inexplicably bouncy. Yesterday's gig was on the top of a mountain at Silver Mountain Resort in Idaho... we had to take gondolas up to the amphitheater -- the view was stunning once we got to the top although I had a touch of altitude sickness. I'm flummoxed as I live at altitude... the gig should've been a cake-walk at 6200 feet, but I was queasy all damn day.
I'm going to spend the day trying to forget about bouncing up and down in a tiny bubble above the street and houses and god and everything. It was awful.
Tomorrow we fly in tiny planes. God help us all. The crew think I'm jinxed.