After we went to Maui, my family decided to spend some time on the island of Kauai. We have never been to this island before so everything we did was a brand new adventure. We did a lot of sightseeing and driving around the island. In comparison to all of the other islands we have been to before, this one is much more luscious and green. The islands really are a different world that even pictures can't do justice.
We arrived at our hotel and we were in for quite a shock. First, it was nothing like our hotel in Maui- very rural and secluded. Also, the doors in the living room open up for a 180 view of the island and the ocean.
We visited the Koloa Rum Company where they distill their own five brands of rum on the island. The new coconut rum has been in progress for 3 years and was just recently bottled.
The lady working at the company store noticed that my birthday had just passed and she was WAYYYYYY too excited. She gave me a free gift and then wanted to take a picture with me.
Waimea Canyon- the Grand Canyon of Hawaii
Having seen both the actual Grand Canyon and Waimea Canyon, I personally think that Waimea is more beautiful.
Hula Pie- the best dessert on the islands- devoured by our family in seconds
You know how sometimes in life you talk about those big grand plans you have for your future and you kind of know that they will never really come true? Well, that's how I felt about going to see One Direction in concert.
Before I continue, I should probably just throw this out there. I have fallen into this deep deep abyss of this UK boy band and there is no saving me. I would say that I am obsessed but that word just makes it sound creepy. It is a little creepy but not too weird. Right? Whatever. I don't even care. I love them and as I have recently learned, what right does anyone else have to take that joy from me?
Back to my story. So Bez and I have had these grand plans to go see One Direction in concert for about 8 months. Tickets were already sold out by the time we decided to go so we were left with the burden of having to pay about $300 to get "relatively" good seats. The days were winding down and I was getting more and more anxious about not actually being able to go. Seeing as I had postponed my trip to Hawaii in order to go to the concert, not going was not going to be an option.
Then one day, this happened.
It is true that I didn't believe her at first. Apparently, she entered herself and her coworker into the Office Depot ticket contest and by some miracle from above, her coworker won. I must have asked her a hundred times whether or not she was kidding or lying to me. And to be perfectly honest, I arrived in Dallas and I genuinely thought she was producing a gigantic lie and I was going to end up crying myself to sleep at night.
Thankfully that wasn't the case.
According the the magic person who works at the other end of the Office Depot emails, we were getting four 'premium' seats and we could pick up our tickets at Will Call. Right. Those tickets wouldn't be there. In the minute that we stood by the Will Call window waiting for the clerk to hand over our tickets I thought, "This is it. You are either going or you are about to start crying. What will it be?"
We were going! Not only were we going, but my selfish wishes came true and we weren't seated on the floor in the way way back where we couldn't see. We were in the 6th row, two sections from the stage- for the most epic night of my life.
I have spent hours, probably days, thinking about what would happen in the moment when I finally got to see Harry Edward Styles in person with my real eyes. The moment was everything I thought it would be. I had such high expectations. Would he be as quirky as he was in my mind? (Yes.) Would he be as tall as the pictures made him out to be? (Yes.) Would he wear a bandana and make my life? (Why, yes, he would!)
On July 22, 2013, I fell in love with Harry Styles in an unhealthy way.
I was so afraid that I was going to build the experience up to be something it couldn't possibly compare to. I was wrong. It was everything I wanted it to be and more. The best part of the entire experience, other than seeing my favorite thing (Harry) and my other favorite thing (One Direction) in concert, was sharing the experience with Bez.
And that's the entire point of our joint bucket list. There was a point in the show I turned to her and I said "I wouldn't want to be here with anyone else but you" and she said, "Same". Sometimes it's not only about what you're doing but who you're doing it with. I am not sure there will be another moment in our friendship that will top jamming with our favorite lads, singing our friendship motto in concert. #shesnotafraid
After the show, they were passing out free chocolate chip cookies (I LOVE COOKIES) outside of the arena (thanks Nabisco!) so we hoarded a few (6 packs) and took them back to our hotel room. We were so high on 1D that we couldn't sleep and it was only right that we called up the cookie man.
We barely slept that night. We stayed up reminiscing the best night ever and passed out without even bothering to put one of us into the other bed. The 3 hours of sleep came back to emotionally haunt me during my traumatic flights to Hawaii the next day but I wouldn't have traded a single moment of it.
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