When Bonnie calls, I don't even hesitate to say yes to a night on the town with the girls. Never mind that it is a school night and I don't have a clue who Ben Harper is. This night has adventure written all over it.
Pre-adventure routine when I was 25:
- take a nap
- plan outfit for evening
- fuss over extra mascara
- grab cash from ATM
Pre-adventure routine tonight:
- take Katherine to Girl Scout meeting
- plan to leave dinner on stove
- fuss over Jack's homework
- grab cash from Paul's wallet
After dinner, we head to The 9:30 Club. Some people think the name of this concert venue refers to the time when shows begin. Actually, the reference is to it's original address at 930 F Street, NW. That was 15 years ago. Now we arrive at 815 V Street and make our way past the bouncers, pausing to get our hands inked with proof of our adventure.
There are a lot of people at the 9:30 Club. It is a sold out show in a standing-only venue. I try to walk and discover my shoes are stuck to the floor. This is the kind of place where the bathroom stalls are out of toilet paper early in the evening. When we finally wind our way around to a place where I can kinda sorta see the stage, a tall guy with huge hair stands in front of me.
|My view of the stage|
As for Ben Harper, I didn't know many of his songs. That's OK--I love listening to live music and being with my friends. It is worth staying up past my bedtime every once in a while. Next time, I'll remember to pack my own toilet paper.