I bought two tix for Wolf Trap a long time ago. Victor couldn’t go with me since he was scheduled to do his Coast Guard SARDET duty on the boat that day and I will never take him away from the water! My niece, Courtney, agreed to roadtrip with me. It was a celebration of sorts since she had just passed her Nursing Boards that week. I ordered a picnic dinner from Ovations. There would have been champagne involved if we didn’t have to drive after the show!
I would have been better off with a boat to go down I-95 to Washington DC. There was a constant deluge from the time we left until we hit Towson, Maryland. In fact, there was a tornado in Chester less that a mile away from us when we passed thru there! Traffic crawled at 35 mph for a good portion of the trip thru Pennsylvania and Delaware, bumper-tp-bumper in spots where there was no clear reason why it should have been that way. I finally called Sheila to get an alternate route. Thanks to her, we got off I-95 right after Baltimore and had a better experience in traffic. There was still rain and there were still traffic jams, but not like on 95.
We had a few funny moments when we saw a truck that was painted with a phrase that gave us both a giggle fit. The name of the company was Drop ‘em Wear? The truck was painted s that you couldn’t really tell exactly WHAT they were selling, but our imaginations went wild, of course. When I got home, I looked them up online and they sell secondhand clothing and “automotive wear” store with headquarters in NC. Their newsletter is called “Drop Yerz.” LOL! Took route 66 to Wolf Trap and avoided the Beltway entirely, which was a blessing – I hate that road!
We said hello to President Obama as we saw the WHite House off in the distance.
We got to park at the top near the gates and went right over to Ovations to pick up our picnic dinner. Two lovely ladies shared their table with us and we had food with could have fed another person. Courtney’s tomato and mozzarella spinach wrap was waaaaaaay too salty for both of us! But the dessert couldn’t be beat! About 20 minutes before the show, we were at our assigned seats. I saw Carrie and her Mom, Misty. It’s been a while since I’d seen them and we caught up with news for a few minutes. Nadine, who had to go back to Oregon the next day, was a sight for sore eyes! Nadine and I had met at Wolf Trap more than 5 years ago. I am happy to know her to this day. We have been concert buddies in places far and wide along the East Coast, and have a mutual friend, Michelle in Long Island.
I was just about to go back to our seats when Lynda came out of the Pit, calling my name. “Who is here with you?” she asked. I answered; “Two,” and she proceeded to give me two tickets to the front row of the Pit! Wow! I couldn’t have seen that coming for a million years! In honor of her Random Act of Kindness, I walked back to Row U to offer our Row E tix to Nadine, who accepted them. I don’t know what she did with her tix but I hope they got passed along too. When Courtney and I got to our seats, what a surprise to find out that they were center stage, right smack in-between Alan and Séan! Whoa! In all my 66 GBS concerts, I have only been front row twice in an assigned seat venue. Primo seats for Courtney, who was a GBS virgin. I had not brought my camera! Last year, the security people wwere very strict about no photos. So I didn't even bother. Thank goodness others had ignored the notices. I thank Kim, Lynda and Carrie for the use of their photos and videos in the review. Because I am using others' photos, they may not be matched up perfectly song-for-song. Please forgive me. If you download, save with the photographer's name and give them credit.. |
