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Early Morning, April 4th . . .

2001

My best friend, Elbus, and I lit out from Pasadena, California, heading to Denver, Colorado. We were going for only ONE reason: To catch the 7th ever ELEVATION show in Elbus' hometown. Seeing U2 in Denver was something we always wanted to do. Denver has LOADS of U2 History: McNichols Arena, where a goodly chunk of "Rattle & Hum" was filmed; and, of course, RED ROCKS. More on that later.

We set out around 8 am. We were well stocked with U2 music, but had decided to hold off listening to much until AFTER the show. The concert was April 6th. I had been beside myself for MONTHS with the anticipation of FINALLY seeing my Boys after nearly 4 years. POPMART LA was June of 1997. Four years is an ETERNITY for U2 fans, as you all know.

We stopped at the Nevada Stateline to ride the Desperado. This is a World-Class Rollercoaster at Buffalo Bill's Resort and Casino. It was worth it.

We made few stops along the way. We drove through Nevada, a small corner of Arizona, and through a goodly chunk of Utah. When I drove, the average speed was 95 through the wastelands. I was really itching to get there.

It was a fairly uneventful drive. Driving through the Rockies was an experience. Especially after Midnight (when the day begins). Luckily, Elbus was doing the driving by then. We had broken down and popped the Best-Of 1980-1990 B-Sides CD into the stereo because it was the only way to stay awake. It's a good idea to stay awake when navigating the Rockies after Midnight (when the day begins).

We finally got to Mama Elbus' house at about 1:30 in the morning. We were tired and HUNGRY. Luckily, Mama Elbus had copious amounts of food waiting for her intrepid adventurers. We had arrived. Technically, it was the 5th of April. U2 was so near that I could hear them on the Mountain wind if I listened closely enough . . .

Elbus' and I were each shown our respective rooms. I figured I'd NEVER get to sleep, despite being so tired. So figuring, I passed out cold . . .

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2001

My best friend, Elbus, and I lit out from Pasadena, California, heading to Denver, Colorado. We were going for only ONE reason: To catch the 7th ever ELEVATION show in Elbus' hometown. Seeing U2 in Denver was something we always wanted to do. Denver has LOADS of U2 History: McNichols Arena, where a goodly chunk of "Rattle & Hum" was filmed; and, of course, RED ROCKS. More on that later.

We set out around 8 am. We were well stocked with U2 music, but had decided to hold off listening to much until AFTER the show. The concert was April 6th. I had been beside myself for MONTHS with the anticipation of FINALLY seeing my Boys after nearly 4 years. POPMART LA was June of 1997. Four years is an ETERNITY for U2 fans, as you all know.

We stopped at the Nevada Stateline to ride the Desperado. This is a World-Class Rollercoaster at Buffalo Bill's Resort and Casino. It was worth it.

We made few stops along the way. We drove through Nevada, a small corner of Arizona, and through a goodly chunk of Utah. When I drove, the average speed was 95 through the wastelands. I was really itching to get there.

It was a fairly uneventful drive. Driving through the Rockies was an experience. Especially after Midnight (when the day begins). Luckily, Elbus was doing the driving by then. We had broken down and popped the Best-Of 1980-1990 B-Sides CD into the stereo because it was the only way to stay awake. It's a good idea to stay awake when navigating the Rockies after Midnight (when the day begins).

We finally got to Mama Elbus' house at about 1:30 in the morning. We were tired and HUNGRY. Luckily, Mama Elbus had copious amounts of food waiting for her intrepid adventurers. We had arrived. Technically, it was the 5th of April. U2 was so near that I could hear them on the Mountain wind if I listened closely enough . . .

Elbus' and I were each shown our respective rooms. I figured I'd NEVER get to sleep, despite being so tired. So figuring, I passed out cold . . .

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