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I had an eventful weekend to say the least.
A good friend called and asked me earlier in the week if I wanted to head up to Milwaukee with her and her sister, another good friend, to go to the Kenny Chesney and Eric Church Concert.
They had pricey pit tickets, but I couldn't pass up all of the fun that tailgating all day would be.
We rounded up a few other girlfriends and decided the rest of us would just go out to dinner and explore downtown Milwaukee while the other two were in the actual concert.
Sounds simple and easy, right?
Ehh. Yes. But we made it more of an adventure.
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| Please take note, it isn't clear, but my koozie is full on purple glitter. Hollaaa Also, I missed the aviator memo. |
We had an absolute blast tailgating from 1 to about 6pm.
We made some friends with neighbor tailgaters, placed some nice wholesome games that involved flipping cups, life size jenga that had commands on it, tried cherries soaked in moonshine (I do not recommend this. I repeat..do not recommend this), and got some glares for trying to blare our music louder than the others around us.
All fun and games at this point.
Well it came time for our two friends to head into the concert.
No big deal.
They wanted to lock up the truck before heading in, so I grabbed my purse from inside and told them to have fun.
Except for two of the other girls who didn't go into the concert now had their purse holding any money and IDs and phones locked in the car.
We realized this once our friends were already in and down in the pit with no phone service.
Sweeeet.
We saw a restaurant attached to Miller Park, the stadium the concert was in.
We figured we'd just go in there and have some dinner and hang out since we weren't going to be able to check out any of the bars in downtown with missing licenses.
Oh.
Except for you have to have a ticket to the concert to get into the restaurant even.
Just another thing that we were missing.
In our clever state of mind, we walked around to the side of the building and found a beer garden attached that lots of people were hanging out in.
Next thing I knew my friend had hopped the 4 foot fence around it and is now in the area where you were suppose to have a ticket.
Before I knew it, I hopped the fence too.
My other girlfriend was next and successfully hopped over to join us.
Best.Thing.Ever.
We literally were going to see the concert for free.
Right?
No. Kind of.
I looked back and our fourth friend was on the other side of the fence.
Being talked to by some older man on bike wearing security clothes.
Appaaaaarently he told her he saw us hop the fence and she'd be in big trouble if she even tried.
well then why didn't you kick us out then, mister?
Our girlfriend is too nice of a person to break any more rules and decided she was heading back to the truck (..the locked truck) since the guy continued to stare her down for five minutes.
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| drinking jenga anyone? Each piece tells you something to do |
Welp. I wasn't about to leave her behind, so we had to come up with a different plan.
We walked in the doors to figure it out, but instead saw Eric Church right freaking there in front of us playing.
We were on the level directly behind the pit and suddenly found ourselves singing and dancing to some of our favorite songs.
Completely unexpected.
We felt preeeetty B.A. for getting around all of the security people and getting to catch the concert fo' free.
But we couldn't leave our friend hanging.
Long story short, I found what seemed to be the only door that wasn't being fiercely guarded.
I told the elderly lady guarding it from about 30 feet away that I had to go over to the door to get phone service.
Crazy lady wouldn't stop staring me down.
The second she turned her head I bolted to the door and threw it open for my girlfriend to get in.
Naturally, two security guards came running over to her while I bolted the other way to avoid getting in trouble so I could make another attempt to get her in.
There honestly weren't any doors that weren't being guarded for their dear life.
We gave up.
Said forget it, we weren't leaving anyone behind.
We said peace out free concert and walked out to head back to the locked truck.
We ate some left over snacks while sitting in the bed of the truck freezing.
Did you know Milwaukee police don't come and unlock vehicles for you??
Rude.
Learned that after calling the non-emergency number as well as 911 wisely.
Fear not, we finally chased down an older security man driving around a golf cart.
He made some calls and two employees came and opened up the truck.
That mind you, did not even belong to us.
But to our friend's husband.
So there's that.
By this time, it was 10pm.
We all fell dead asleep in the truck until our friends came out about an hour later.
Crazy night.
Successful night.
A good story to look back on kind of night.
It was never our goal to get into the concert, so that was a success despite it being short lived.
Honestly, there are few combinations that are better than country music, best friends, good drinks and sunshine in my mind.
