I will never forget those first few moments at the grave because we were the only ones there at the time. It was as though we were the only two people left on the fuckin' earth. It was really a weird feeling. Just think about it for a second... we were in another country... it was about 8 o'clock in the morning... we were drinking red wine and eating pastry's on Jim Morrison's grave. Now that scenario doesn't present itself all too often now does it! I still get chills when I think of those first moments. I even bust Billy's balls once in awhile when we take a trip down memory lane... about how he softly called out those words... "I found it"...