Patrick and I didn’t have much down time after leaving Portland, because I had booked the weekend at the Joshua Tree Inn months ago, as the weekend marked the anniversary of Gram Parsons’ death at the Inn, and I was lucky enough to secure room eight, the very room in which Parsons passed away in. Yeah, call me morbid, but to me, it’s one step closer to history.
During our visit to Portland, I hung out with my friend Alicia, an amazing artist who recently started designing gorgeous ouija boards. I told her I wanted one featuring a cowgirl and a jackalope, and over lunch we discussed the design, and I was blown away when she presented it to me while we were out for drinks the night before started our journey home – she knocked this out in just two days! She even told me it was Gram’s eye that she drew on the planchette. So it was this ouija board I took out with me during our stay to see if I could make contact with the legendary musician.
Sadly, there was no response from Gram, but if I’m honest, I think he’s either too cool to stick around as a ghost, or has found peace.
This was my third time staying at the Joshua Tree Inn, and I love it more and more with every visit. Gram’s connection aside, it is one of the most relaxing places I have ever stayed. It’s just the most perfect place to chill out and recharge, I can’t wait to return.