Ever do that semi-wild and wacky road trip with a friend? Well, that was me the weekend of September 11 through September 13 when my friend and I, at her urging, got on a plane and headed to Boston to see the final concert of the US tour of One Direction.
Now let me give you a bit of backstory. I know nothing of One Direction. My girl-child dislikes them, so my only reference to One Direction was their first song of That’s What Makes You Beautiful because I am that far behind with some of the current groups.
So I had less than a week to become versed in 1D music. Well, I was lucky to finish listening to all the songs on their concert playlist the day we flew to Boston.
I have learned that going to Boston was probably the best place for me to go and see One Direction (however, getting to and from Gillette Stadium STINKS!!! There is only 1 way to get their and 1 way to get back home and so you get stuck in like 3 miles of traffic that is just horrendous). Below is a photo my friend took on our return trip.
I felt bad as we missed the first opening act – Augustana – because of sightseeing, which was my idea. I am a huge history buff and as it was my first time in the City of Boston (in 1990 I went on a trip to London with school and we had a layover in Boston, but I was never allowed to leave Logan airport), I had to see the city where the Revolutionary War began (yes, history geek is the proper term for someone like me, I am probably beyond a buff). We saw a bunch of cool sites on our trolley ride and harbor cruise….
Ship in Boston Harbor.
Statue of Ted Williams outside Fenway Park (though a devout Yankees fan I appreciate the greats in baseball, Ted Williams is probably the greatest hitter).
The Old North Church that Paul Revere rode out on his (unsuccessful) midnight ride.
Paul Revere’s Home – 16 kids, 2 bedrooms, need I say more?
The site of the Boston Massacre (only 5 people actually died)
Because my friend and I wanted to see the Old North Church and Paul Revere’s house, our trolley tour guide, Erik, told us it would take us 25 minutes to walk the entire Freedom Trail. Well friends, let me inform you, it took about 1.5 hours just to walk not even half of it, as the church and home are about halfway on the trail. We saw what we wanted to see, re-did the last 3 stops to get back to where we started and got to our rental car and drove to the hotel, got ready in a jiffy and then made our way to Gillette Stadium. Having gone to downtown Cleveland for dozens of events over the years, I was thinking that going to Foxboro would be a similar experience. I was wrong (see above exit picture).
But as a person who really wasn’t totally familiar with their music, the members or anything… I really had a great time. I was so self conscious that I wasn’t going to be “into” it enough for my friend (who just LOVES 1-D, despite just entering the world of being middle aged – it’s refreshing to see her perspective of just wanting the boys to be happy, I on the other hand found Liam to be rather cute while watching him at the concert – so what if I’m 20 years his senior – it could work). I really enjoyed the songs (so I’ll always be a sucker for peppy music) and left the show really not being able to listen to Girl Almighty enough times (seriously, this morning while typing up my blog posts I must have hit play on it about 6 times, and then it happened again at lunch).
My girl child finds me to be “gross” because I enjoyed this concert… but how could I not… good music (even in the rain), an awesome friend on a fabulous weekend adventure. It was awesome. And I can honestly say I haven’t stopped thinking about the trip since I came home.
So if you ever have an opportunity to jet away for a few days and escape life doing something you never thought you’d do… I say go for it – it could be one of the best adventures you ever have!
Have you ever had such a weekend?