Less than 10 minutes after I called him, my sister, Kels, texted me asking if I was really going to Baltimore with no ticket?? I called her back and said "heck yes, wanna come?" She immediately agreed. She texted me back a few minutes later saying our other sister, Abby, had gotten off work early and can she come too? Of course! So what began as me looking for one ticket, turned into us looking for THREE tickets. Our odds just got worse...
I got to their house to pick them up, borrowed a computer to post on a Bruce fan ticket exchange site that we needed three tickets to tonight's concert, anywhere in the house. Gave my phone number, and we headed out hoping for a call or a ticket drop or some nice scalpers. ;)
On our way!!!
We sat in traffic on 495 (which, by the way, is the most hellish road there ever was!) for I don't know how long. A long time. About half way through our sitting, I got a phone call! A couple and their kids had decided to go to Disney World instead of the concert, and needed to get rid of their four general admission tickets!! Um YES. We'll take them! We agree to buy all four, met in Laurel Maryland to pick them up, and continued on our way. (We sold the fourth to someone outside the arena)
We sat in even more traffic on 95. We arrived in Baltimore way early, which turned out to be an amazing thing, considering we got lost in Baltimore for TWO HOURS. It was... miserable. I hate cities, I hate driving, and so of course, I hate driving in cities! Let me just say that I think one way streets are a terrible idea. Terrible.
We finally made it to the 1st Mariner Arena, whose garage was full, go figure. We kept going and found another garage nearby. We shivered out way to the ticket-takers, got our wrist bands, and we were IN! (Have I mentioned that all three of us were stoked?? I don't use that word, stoked. So that should tell you how excited we were.)
My sisters, being themselves, had to pee after that long drive. Do you know how many women had to pee at the same moment? All of them, that's how many. The line was... long. But we had time. Bruce never comes on before 8:15 (start time says 7:30) so we waited. And waited. And waited. And made fun of how strange women are. And finally got to the bathroom, did our thing, and headed out to the floor! Aaaaaahhhhh!!!!!!!!
True to form, The Boss came on at 8:20pm. Lights went out and the place went wild. The whole night is kinda a blur, but I can tell you it was AMAZING! It was my eighth show, and by far my favorite. He played so many of my favorites (including For You and Rosalita! AAHHH!!!). One thing he always does is take requests. People bring signs requesting songs, he gathers them at some point, and then chooses a few to play.
On our long drive there, Kels, Abby, and I had discussed how cool it'd be if he played Santa Claus is Coming to Town. Somebody else thought to request it, and HE PLAYED IT!! Oooohhh we laughed so hard. It was so hilarious and so great!
I could go on and on and on about the show, but I think I'm the only person I know who loves Bruce like I do, and this has gone on long enough. So I'll just say that he played 31 songs (a few more than normal) and played for 3 hours and 20 minutes! (Quite a bit longer than normal!)
Here's a picture from our show... no, we were not that close unfortunately!
I'm so glad that everything worked out perfectly for us to get in! We had no plans to go until the last minute, Tory was off so he could stay home with Tyler (He's not a fan. Crazy guy.), Abby randomly got off work early, we left in time to make it through the traffic and be lost for hours and still get there in time, the family who decided not to go... I think it was just meant to be. ;)
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