And so, this time last Monday, I arrived at the Little Rock airport as excited as a 6 year old approaching the gates of Disney World. The gate attendant kindly asked me if I would be willing to take an alternate route to D.C. to free up a seat they needed for the flight I booked. Given that I have more flying to do this summer and that the attendant gave me a $300 flight voucher, I was happy to go through Atlanta instead of Memphis. I was excited that this was already a good start to what I knew would be a fabulous trip.
Going through Atlanta instead of Memphis, I ended up with a bit of a longer layover than I would have had, so I wandered through Terminal A to pass the time. As the time finally neared for my ATL - DC flight, I made one last run for the restroom. As I approached the women's restroom, I noticed a guy standing near the entrance guarding bags and obviously waiting on someone to exit the women's room. I made it halfway through the entrance myself when I thought to myself - 'that guy looks just like Phil Lesh'! Trying to play it cool, I did a quick turnaround and stood outside the restroom to check this guy out again. As I remembered that Furthur played at the Fox Theater in Atlanta the night before, my heart started racing and I approached him. "I don't want to be 'that person,' but would you mind if I got your autograph?" He looked at me, puzzled, and said "well, I'll need something to write with." As I fumbled through my purse (and my words), I realized that I had no pen. However, I did have my camera (even better). After taking the self-portrait of Phil Lesh and me, we made small talk about the Fox, how awesome it is, and how much he loved playing there. He asked me if I went to the show and I told him that unfortunately I hadn't, but that I was just passing through Atlanta airport on my way to see Panic in D.C.. He said something about "what a great group of guys" and "tell them I said hi," and we went our separate ways. My heart raced and my hands shook for at least 20 minutes after my awesome encounter.
Piles of shoes that were stripped from the victims before they entered the gas chambers. They were told that they were going to be given an antiseptic shower for good health.
I met a couple of really cool guys from Atlanta on the first night who I hung out with both nights. I didn't get their last names, but Mark and Brian were both super cool and I'm sure I'll run into them again someday.
Highlights of Wednesday night's show:
This fella's shirt was getting a lot of attention. He said he made it himself. I think the shirt speaks volumes for how many fans feel about Panic.
The 2 nights at the Warner Theater only strengthened my love for Panic. They were solid as gold both nights, and Jojo got several opportunities to show out (which I LOVE). I left the show the second night feeling more elated than I've felt in a very long time; thankful to the boys for showing me a good time, and thankful to myself for following my spontaneous idea of getting my DC Panic on.
I have the fortune of jumping back on spring tour next weekend as a few of my best girls and I head to Oak Mountain - a venue that is a very special place for Panic fans. Several of the most memorable shows I've ever seen occurred there, and one of the last times I saw Mikey play was at Oak Mt.
Can't wait to see all of my fellow spreadheads in the upcoming shows this spring and summer tour. The boys are on fire and I'm ready to witness some of that heat!
"I spent a little time on the mountain, I spent a little time on the hill..........."