It's been a little while since posting up on here - so apologies for that!
I have just had a pretty remarkable weekend. It started out like any other really, just ambling about the apartment in a daze with a humongous mug of tea. That actually sounds like most days... But then...
Very difficult to make out (combination of crappy phone picture, and excited shaking) but that is BRUCE SPRINGSTEEEEEEEEEEN!!!
Ambers mother very kindly picked up a few tickets and off we went.
This was my first time seeing Bruce, and I was utterly floored. 3 1/2 hours he played for. Non-stop. As soon as one song was over it was "ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUUURRRRRR!!!!" and off they went again! Not once did I fidget in my chair, not once did I look at my watch. The 3 1/2 hours whizzed by like it was a 10 minute teaser set. DID I MENTION THE SONGS?! Just a genius songwriter, but you knew that.
And what did I learn from this incredible experience!?
Music is big and it is very, very clever.
The weekend would have been great if it had just stopped there. But it took an unexpected turn and before I knew it Amber and I were 2 hours out of Chicago and setting up a tent in the woods.
This was Camp Knowles for a night. I am normally 100% against camping. The clammy yet cold feeling, your clothes smelling like fire, the dirt, and all of that horrific fresh air. As a rule I like hotels, room service, cable television and sleep number beds.
All of my pre-existing notions were cast out after this little trip. It was absolutely perfect. Being out in the country, the stars, sat around a little fire we made with a big bottle of wine. Absolutely brilliant. I woke up the next morning a little tired (no sleep number bed) but filled to the brim with happiness.
After cooking this immense breakfast;
we drove over to Starved Rock State Park for a pretty scenic hike -
After working off that breakfast we headed home, tired and happy.
Successful weekend, and one to remember!