What an adventure

Last night I went to see my favorite band ever, Death Cab for Cutie, at Red Rocks Amphitheater in Denver. I was pretty sure at least one other intern would be working by now, so I bought two tickets. No such luck. So I went by myself. It wouldn't have been so bad if it hadn't been for the other people looking at me wondering why I would go to a concert by myself.
But enough of that. The venue was amazing – it's a little outside of Denver and the stage and seating is carved into rock. I honestly don't know how to describe it. It was that incredible. I got there an hour early, thanks to the advice of my coworkers. Sat for an hour, thinking about how much fun I could be having. Anyway. The first band was Rogue Wave, a band not a lot of people have heard of, apparently, but I was really excited about. I hadn't realized they were playing, so it was a pleasant surprise to see them. Then Death Cab for Cutie! I didn't think I would be so excited, but I was yelling with everyone else when they came on stage. They are by far my favorite band, and I knew most of the songs they played. They've been together since 1997, so they had a lot of material to chose from. I'm glad they played more than just stuff from their new album Narrow Stairs and their first major-label record Plans. Cause I've been listening to them since before Plans, which is I think when a lot of people became fans.

So that's my story. Denver seems like a nice place; I might go back some other weekend and explore a little more. It was only about an hour and a half a way, and with my trusty Tom Tom guiding the way, I'm pretty confident that I would be ok by myself. Or with someone else, you never know.
Cheers!

Death Cab for Cutie were amazing