Last week was an unforgettable experience. A few months ago at about 2 AM, I spontaneously bought tickets to see Hippo Campus in L.A. Yes, L.A. I have a friend who lives in Vegas who had VIP tickets for the San Diego show, which was sold out. We decided to both buy tickets to the L.A show the next day so we could go together. I drove to Georgia (cheaper plane tickets), flew to Vegas (where I got to see my mother), my friend drove us to San Diego, where I spent the night with my cousin, then met up with my friend again the next day to drive to L.A.
The drive from Vegas to California was breathtaking. I loved the desert and the mountains, which were strikingly different from the woods of Georgia and North Carolina. When we finally made it to San Diego, my nose was pressed to the window. I was born in SD, but I have no memories of living there, so it was exciting for me to be back. My cousin generously offered to let me share her twin XL bed in her dorm on campus, which was right on the beach. She also took me to her Black Student Union meeting.
L.A was not as enjoyable as San Diego, mainly because of the traffic. It took us an hour to get 9 miles away. The concert, however, was amazing, and completely worth it. Another one of our friends was also at the concert, but we unfortunately didn’t get a chance to meet. We did wave to her up in the balcony from the floor. After the show we hung around for a bit to meet some of the band members, and we met a bunch of really nice fans during our wait. Nathan was the only one who came out to meet us, but he was extremely kind and willing to talk to and take pictures with all of us.
This was one of the best experiences of my life, and a wild adventure from start to end. I look forward to many more in the future.