
So the morning began with me waking up at 6:30 am (and then of course falling back asleep for another 20 minutes until I realized I had to take a shower and leave by 7:30). My sister, my cousin, and I jumped into the car at 8:00 am (7:30 was never going to happen) and headed to my friend Colleen's house to pick her up, and then to Jessica's and then the journey began.
About 2 hours on the freeway, and 20 minutes navigating the city streets later, we made it to Sharon Meadows in Golden Gate park. We passed the entrance still in the car, and there was a crowd already there. I was so excited that this was going to be an actual concert: With actual people and food vendors and picnic blankets and the odd hookah smoker and everything I had expected and maybe some stuff I hadn't.
Time to find a parking spot. I had never had to parallel park before and now there I was trying to parallel park with people driving by me and me freaking out. I had naively tried to go in forwards which ended up in me awkwardly having to try and back out of the space I was wedged diagonally into, and that's when we heard it... The scratching of the side of my mom's 3 month old prius into the car I had parked in front of. 0_0 I slowly pulled away from the unfortunate car, moved up next to the car I wanted to park behind and easily backed into the the parking space (which is what I should have done in the first place, ugh). I got out of the car, and there it was, a sea foam green splotch across the left side on the front bumper of the car behind us. "Oh..my..Goodness... what did I just do?"
After freaking out about for a few more minutes, I left a note on the car saying something awkward along the lines of: "Hi. I parallel parked into your car. I'm really sorry :( My insurance number is blah blah and my phone number is blah blah if you need anything else." And then we just kind of got going because that is all I could do. We got into a long zig-zag line and waited for another half hour. When we got up to the bag check I was overjoyed, I was so close. I unzip my camera bag and am met with a confused look and the lady saying "These types of cameras aren't allowed," while pointing at my new rebel t3i that I got for graduation. But luckily, another woman came up and said "I'm not going to be a bitch today. It's a free concert anyways." What a wonderful woman. Day saved.
It was so busy, so parking was a problem...again. But we ended up parking pretty close, in the parking lot with the Boudin's in it, and we got clam chowders and corn bisques and we even got our parking validated. My cousin even got a super awesome turtle bread bowl, which the rest of us stared at with jealousy. As always, Boudin's was great. With our tummies full we began the drive back home.
Sunday was amazing. And I definitely want to do something like that again. (even with the chance of getting another horrendous sunburn, like the one I am dealing with currently)