I decided to go see U2 at kind of the last minute–after the GA (general admission–what I could afford and where I wanted to be anyway) for both Chicago shows had sold out. I think ever since having kids I had decided I was too grown up for screaming myself silly at a rock concert.
So I found the GA tickets by various means–one of them only 4 days beforehand!– and headed to Chicago for 3 nights with my sister and some friends. The first night I wanted to watch the Michigan-Notre Dame game first, so we did not try to get to that concert early (plus we did not want to be too exhausted for the 2nd concert). Our plans were further messed up by the fact that our lodgings were in college sports bar central, where all the Notre Dame grads were watching the game. So not only were we competing big time for a taxi, we were competing with 100s of very angry (hehe) Notre Dame fans. I’m afraid I was mostly beaming at the world, having just beaten a hated rival at the last minute–I think Josie was worried I’d get beaten up or something. Hey at least I was not singing The Victors at them (the Michigan fight song).
The line stretching out behind us. Check out that evil, evil sun. Waiting in line was quite the experience. Granted, general admission was unheard of in my youth, but how did I never do this at 18 but end up doing it in my 30s?
The line in front of us–those lucky people, who got there between 5-6 AM, were in the shade. We decided we needed 4 hours of sleep however, so we got there at 7 and paid the price in heat.
Rail versus pit was a big decision for us. Ultimately we decided that because U2 has put on a fabulous stage show, the rail was a better place to be because the catwalk (which the rail was about 3 feet in front of) was a normal height, i.e., shorter than me, whereas the primary stage was 9 feet tall AND you could not see the stage show (i.e., the screen and The Claw for those familiar with the show). When I realized I was standing directly opposite Bono’s cheat sheet for serenading Chicago I knew we had chosen well.
WE WERE SO CLOSE.