Walking to lower campus (University of Utah) is all downhill. It makes going to classes so much easier and coming back to the dorms that much harder.
Down to Legacy Bridge and through the entanglement of construction, through the U-Pass parking lot, and then down to the Student Union Building. Below the Union there is a large lawn area with trees and benches. It is a pretty nice place to relax on a sunny day (if the sun ever decides to come out again…). This was our destination.
Macey and I had both obtained tickets to the Mike Posner concert for last Friday. It was a chilly evening, but the concert started at seven, and we were already late. Thirty minutes late, to be precise, but let’s face it: the opening band wasn’t all that great. We didn’t really care that we were late, we just wanted to make sure that we didn’t miss Mike Posner.
We arrived with a crush of other people pushing past the orange-clad security/chaperone people. It felt like an overly dramatic middle school dance, except most everyone wanted to be there. We arrived just in time for the intermission between the opening band and Mike Posner, so we were able to look around at some of the wares that people were peddling.
It wasn’t much, to say the least. One booth was giving out free vitamin waters, that would soon be opened and thrown over the crowds (what a bright idea, right?). And another booth that was selling tie-dye shirts, skirts, and dresses (the man running the booth reminded me of the word “groovy”). Overall, the wait was almost boring.
Finally, we settled into the long wait. We arrived just before 8:00, and Posner wouldn’t even show until 9:00. And, remember, it was pretty chilly, and we had definitely not dressed appropriately for the cold evening.Eventually, he did show, and it was amazing. All of this doesn’t sound like much, but this concert was my first real concert that I can remember going to. And by real concert, I mean the type of college concert where a drunk girl stumbles around trying to talk to her friend and ends up having to hold onto a railing to keep herself upright, oh and did I forget to mention that she had high heels on. Or the type of concert that has that odd, almost alfalfa-like smell floating in the air, that I would come to know as the smell of marijuana. Macey had to give me the heads up on that one…
It was a good night. Especially being my first concert. Definitely something I would do again. It was also a great way to start the last week of classes. As of right now, I am exactly three final exams away from closing the deal. My first year of college.
Now there’s an adventure for you.
Short video of the beginning of Mike Posner's Show.
