Orlando, Florida, August 18-21, 2010
Kris Allen, as much as we love him, is beginning to make my left eye twitch. Now, don't get me wrong, I ADORE HIM and always will but once you read the first half of this post, you'll understand what I mean. Also, that was said w/ so much sarcasm its ridiculous...I love Kris and nothing he does could ever make me not see him again...even breaking down on the side of the road, at 4:30AM, in Macon, GA. O.O
So yep, that's what happened...but let me back up a few hours and start from the beginning.
I met
princess10388 in Knoxville, like always, around 10PM on Thursday night w/ mom. Yes, my mom went w/ us to the FL Kris show. Anyway, we left Knoxville at 10 and started our journey to Florida. Samantha was driving, as it was her jeep, I was up front and my mom in the back, already ready for some sleep. But anyway, the first few hours of our trip was good. We talked about Adam, Kris, Cale, Tommy and their bands. We listened to music, and we tweeted. Oh, did we tweet.
Our first sign of trouble was the "check engine" light coming on. But even then, we pulled over, stopped, got out, checked under the hood, wiggled the battery cables and we were off again. Sign number two was when the dash lights started dimming. Now, by then, I'm driving and its nearing 3AM, maybe later. But we kept right on driving. We finally stopped for gas somewhere in Georgia, not sure where it was, filled up and we literally pulled back out onto the Interstate, me still driving, when the headlights started to dim and the radio went off. Now...that scared us all. One, because it was just the three of us girls, out somewhere we didn't know, at almost 4 in the morning.
The jeep literally died on us right as I was pulling into a gas station in Macon...at 4:30AM.
Now, can you imagine how....unhappy we all were? Yeah, I bet you can't. Not unless its happened to you. By this time, we were at least 5 hours or more away from where we'd left, around 6 hours from our destination. Smack in the middle of where we needed to be.
We managed to get a nice man to jump us off in the gas station parking lot but for all the good it did us, we made it less than half a mile before the jeep died again. Completely this time. Right as we were turning into another station. Sam and I had to get out and push...wait, let me say that again so you can hear me, okay?...we had to PUSH the jeep UP A HILL, a small one mind you, but still, and into the gas station parking lot. Oh, how unhappy we were. O.O
To make an incredibly long, and I do mean long, story short...we sat and waited and waited and waited and waited and waited and then...we waited some more before anything could even open up so we could get the jeep looked at. Five gosh darn hours we waited, in the jeep, for a tow and a garage to open and god, finally...FINALLY...we got a tow and just when we thought, “oh thank god,” nope, we ended up waiting at the auto shop place for another three and a half almost four hours. Do you feel our pain yet??? >.<
If anyone was on twitter Thursday between the hours of 4:30AM and noon, you might have seen
princess10388 blowing up Cale's twitter feed.....well, it paid off. Around 12:30 Cale tweeted Sam and holy god y'all, I almost cried. We were so tired and frustrated that a tweet, from Cale, just made us...flip. He really is the sweetest guys, like ever.
Cale's tweet to Sam: @
Princess103 hey princess, thanks for trying so hard to get down here! keep us posted, stay safe and enjoy the ride! Turn up the jams...
So yeah, after all of that, the breaking down, the ridiculous amount of money it took to fix the jeep, the waiting, oh god the waiting...Cale's tweet made it all better. It even perked my mom up, lol.
Back on the road at nearly one in the afternoon and we were on our way to Florida, our destination six hours away. Lucky me didn't have to drive any of those six hours. So, I slept a bit. Who wouldn't? We'd been up for way to frickin' long and I was tired, lol. When Sam drove, mom slept. When mom drove, Sam slept. So...yep, I slept too. =D
The reason this could maybe be funny, looking back now, is b/c the first time Sam and I saw Kris is Nashville, we got pulled over by a cop. The second time, we had a tire blow out on the Interstate and then, the third time, her alternator goes. Its like Kris Allen hates Sam's jeep. o.O And yes, Sam told him this after the show...but that's for part two of this two part story. ;)
Now...wanna hear about the show? Or our meeting with Kris, Cale, Chris, Andrew and Ryland? Wanna hear what Lizzie glared at Sam for...? Wanna know what I gave to Chris? Or what Kris said about Keith Urban to my mom? Or maybe you wanna know about Chris grabbing me for his own personal picture? If so....stay tuned for part two of my Florida concert review/trip post. ;)
TBC...