Gallivanting in Macon

Gallivanting: To go from one place to another in the pursuit of pleasure or entertainment. 

 

Running a mile a min, I was asked by my 2 bff photographers (Colbert & Roselita) if I wanted to join in on a shoot in Macon with a few stops along the way. While I was torn whether to take 17-hour break to enjoy the simple pleasures that would surprisingly be popping up or continue to put my nose to the grind, I sent out some last min emails and grabbed my backpack and pillow.

 

On the road we found traffic to be more than congested, making the cramped car (aka Joan Jett, The Cube/Toaster) a little less then thrilling to ride in but with the help of stopping at QT for some snacks we made it to Macon 2 hours later.

 

Colbert: Did you get Fritos?!

Me: Yeah, why?!

Colbert: Cuz, your burp reeked of them! 

 

Once in Macon we pulled into the graveyard where Roselita was taking her photos and stepped out of the car, where we were struck with extreme heat. Before Rosie could even set up the 4x5 we were dipping in sweat making it almost unbearable to help assist or to have her take the photos… Needless to say it was an interesting and quick shoot.

 

Hot, sticky and needing AC we tried to pull off at the Super Goodwill… but new store hours made us 17 mins late so what better to do then to go eat! We hit up a little Mexican restaurant that both of my photo companions loved. As we sat there re-hydrating ourselves off Diet Coke and chowing down on chicken chimichangas, a very handsome mariachi band came over and serenaded us with Pink Floyd’s No Education.

 

Now, the photo session wasn’t the only reason for this particular road trip… Rosie was also going to meet up with a guy (who we will call Mac) who happened to be living in Macon where we happened to be shooting! But, being all gross like we were, we needed a place to freshen up and recharge ourselves for the night ahead of us. So, we went out to Colbert’s cousin’s house.

 

Around 11:30pm we ended up leaving A’s house (Colbert’s cousin) and headed down to Cherry St were we would be spending a portion of our night and meet up with Mac. I could totally see why Rosie liked this music man… he had long straight yet wavy hair that hit just below his shoulders with matching beard, his laid back personality and how he walked with the bottom of his pants tucked under his feet with his flip flops popping back and forth carrying a cigarette in hand. You could tell that he was a little bit hippie and a little bit rock and roll making him a perfect candidate for my fine friend. 

 

He ended up taking us to a bar in town called Humming Bird, with $1 wells and 80’s themed night we sure got to getting crunk! With my camera in hand I started snapping away while dancing like no one was watching, getting the local crowd to take notice. It wasn’t to long before they started coming over and getting us to dance with them. It was energizing, the girls were cute and seemed to like me as we jumped up and down to “Yo, VIP…” and a sick mix of 99 red balloons and 99 problems! They thought I was 1 a boy and 2 some one named Trey Mosley… I googled the guy… and I couldn’t seem to figure out who he was! Haha!

 

As last call was screamed over the bar we got our things together and started to walk back to Mac’s house. Rosie and him were pretty tired so they ended up calling it a night as Colbert, A, and I wanted more adventure. So we hopping in an un-gassed car and made our way to a Waffle House. We ended up ordering all kinds of random mixtures of food as we talked about everything from A to Z till we decided we wanted to go to the strip club. But being it was 3:30 in the morning we were outta luck as all the lights were cut off to the club when we pulled in. So, we went back and watched old episodes of Law and Order till we fell asleep… knowing we had to get up at 10am for the ride back!

 

Gallivanting, something this trip was full of, along with good friends and new ones.

 

When you have the chance to do something that you might get to talk about one day… take it and see where it takes you… Be the Yes man because so much that is worthwhile can happen.