This post starts the day before we left for Niagara Falls and ends the day we came back home.
My cousin, Abby, and I scored pit tickets for Harry Styles' Chicago Residency at face value the day they were released. With great tickets comes great responsibility.
The day of the show, we arrived at the United Center at 3:30 am and waited in a line full of fans camping out for wristbands. These wristbands gave us our number that we would be let into the United Center that evening. The lower your number, the closer you were to the barricade.
Also, the news was there, so enjoy this screenshot of the clip of us walking to the back of the line.
Cool news, after six hours in line we were numbers 159-160. :)
We came home and went about our days. I worked from home for the day and Abby came back to my house around 3:30 because we needed to be back in the line by 5 otherwise our wristbands wouldn't be honored and camping out would have been for nothing.
To set the scene, she's ready. I'm dressed and curling my hair when she says "It's cancelled."
Harry was sick and our show was rescheduled for Monday 10/10. That was the day we were scheduled to drive back to Chicago from Buffalo, NY. Jorge said he could get us back in time, plus we had a two hour time difference that would work in our favor.
And we made it back into line by 4pm. :')
I was exhausted and a little bit crabby from driving nine hours back home the same day and the pressure of our wristbands + the pit when in hindsight I should have been more grateful to have had the opportunities I had to experience so much in one long weekend and tried to put my bad attitude to the side.
Abby has been a fan of 1D since she was maybe 11 (her poster said so).
The first thing Harry did when he came out was say hello and wave right to Abby and then he came BACK to thank her for being a fan after reading her poster. <3
It was so sweet, surreal, and such a wonderful topper on one of the longest days.
Abby and I have been going to concerts together for a long, long time and this was one of my top experiences we had together (probably tied with seeing Green Day at Lolla last year.) Seeing someone I love with so much passion for an artist, and music in general, receive that kind of acknowledgment made me feel so full.
At one time, I told Abby I don't know if I'd ever camp out again and do the pit thing, but it was the car exhaustion talking. Maybe not after a day of driving for nine hours, but I'd do it over and over and over again, especially with someone who loves it as much as I do.
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