Well that was quite a night. Definitely a night of ups and downs, that’s for sure. Let me recount it briefly, or not so briefly for you. We get to Cleveland, fine. Get stuck in traffic but it’s ok because we don’t have to be at Peabody’s for the VIP early admission for another 20 minutes. 18 minutes later we’re finally in front of Peabody’s. Lisa tells me to go ahead and get in line while she finds parking. Ok, I can do that. Less than five minutes later I have our VIP passes around my neck. I look for Lisa. She’s not back yet but that’s ok because he says they’re not going to let us in for another 15 minutes or so. Oh good, so we’ve got time. 10 minutes, 15 minutes, 20 minutes, 25 minutes, 30 minutes. We’re still not in but that’s ok because Lisa is not back yet. We’ve been texting and there is no parking to be found (doesn’t help that the whole Peabody’s lot was filled with people for the graduation ceremonies- raaar). Finally, at 5:48, Lisa has found a parking spot. Sigh of relief. Oh no! They’re letting us in and she’s not back yet. I nervously follow the crowd. 5 minutes later, a text from Lisa that she’s outside. Phew. It’s ok, I tell myself, we still have the meet and greet. We meet, we greet, we smile for pictures, we get autographs. Awesome. Now we wait for the opening band. What? There are 3 opening bands? Sigh. I hope they’re good. They’re not. And they get louder with every band. What time is it? Oh, it’s 9:45. Come on Eve6. Time again, please? It’s exactly 10:11. Here comes Eve6. Finally. They play, we sing, some jump, I take lots of pictures. I enjoy myself. It’s been worth it. 11:15 we decide that since they’ve announced this will be their last song, we’re going to vacate and beat the traffic. We do. We walk two blocks to the parking garage. We stop for gas. No, I don’t have a US zip code. Can I just pay and leave? Thank you. We drive. We’re both tired but conversations and tunes keep us awake. It’s 1:15. We’re 30 minutes away from The Country Inn and Suites, Columbus, Ohio. The traffic slows down. It stays slow for an hour. For what, you ask? We don’t know. We never found out. At 1:45 Lisa is way too tired to keep driving. We do a quick switcheroo on the highway (you can do that when you’re moving 5 miles an hour - I mean, we stopped, parked and switched, we didn’t switch while the car was moving, that would be silly.) I keep driving. Stop, go. Finally we pull into the hotel’s lot at 2:45. There is a creepy dude waiting at the front desk. The attendant tells him it’s a fake credit card. He leaves. Yeah that’s right, keep on going. We get our key, it’s a smooth check in. We plug in all important electronic devices (we know our priorities). We sleep. The End.
