On June 1, 2013, Taylor Swift came to Utah for a concert that sold out in the PRESALE. Yes, the presale (which I signed up for a long time ago, but somehow never got a code for it). So when my sisters and I tried getting on the absolute instant tickets went on sale to the public, we got none. I was pretty sad about it, because I love Taylor Swift. She is my second favorite singer to Carrie Underwood and she puts on amazing concerts. I went to her Fearless tour like 4 years ago and loved it. So my sisters and I were all sad when we didn't get tickets. And I got over it (kind of) but a little while later, my old roommate Jenna had an extra ticket to the concert and asked me if I wanted to go. Um, YES. I was so excited! I was sad I wasn't going with my sisters, but Jenna is super fun, and I couldn't turn down a ticket to the T-Swift concert.
June 1 came, and we had a splendid day. We spent the day in Salt Lake City, since Jenna and her sister Molly's (who was also going to the concert, along with their cousin Mariah who met up with us later) friend Allison was visiting and wanted to see the sites. We ate at Kneaders in City Creek, went to the Capitol building (which is gorgeous btw), and took a tour of temple square.
We also went to Target to make posters and then took up about five tables in the City Creek food court and worked on our posters ha ha. All our posters had references to Taylor Swift songs and lyrics. Mine said: the BEST day: 6-1-13 ("The Best Day" is one of her songs).
We made posters for the sole reason (besides the fact that it was fun) that we really wanted to get into Club Red, which is a party Taylor has after the concert for the super fans, so you get to meet and hang out with Taylor. They pick them during the concert by seeing your posters and how you're dressed up and everything.
Unfortunately, we were up in the nosebleeds, aka the highest section, and from seeing all the other posters, signs, and lights, we could tell that our chances of getting picked for Club Red, much less our chances of even getting seen, were next to nothing. But we decided to make the best of it and have a good time.
|so high up!|
While Ed Sheeran (who was the opening act, and yes, amazing) was playing, I looked down at the section entrance and was like "Isn't that Taylor's mom?" I was almost positive it was, because I recognized her from a Taylor Swift documentary I'd seen. We held up our signs and started cheering, even though the people behind us were clearly annoyed. Taylor's mom walked back out, so Jenna ran down the stairs after her. 30 seconds later, she came back up and was like, "Guys, get your stuff. We're going!" I didn't even know where we were going, but I didn't care. We walked back out and lo and behold, there was the woman who birthed and raised Taylor Swift, standing right before me. We joined a group of about 10-12 other super happy, ecstatic girls just like us, who also didn't have much of an idea of what was going on, but were just excited to be there with Taylor Swift's mother. Andrea (that's her name), led us to the elevator, and told the elevator guy to take us all the way down.
When we got down there, Andrea explained that this wasn't for Club Red, but that they had pit and front row seat tickets. Um what?! Yes, this was reality! Because there weren't enough front row seats, our group got split up, so Molly and Mariah got the front row seats (Molly is a big fan, probably equivalent to how much of a fan I am of Carrie Underwood, so we definitely thought she deserved to sit front row) and Jenna and I went to the pit. We walked out (and ironically had to put our posters off to the side, so they were almost for nothing, except they were really for everything!) and there was Ed Sheeran right there singing A-team on the stage. It was UNREAL. Lights were flashing from cell phones and cameras everywhere around me and I was on the floor. How did I get to not even having tickets to this concert to being in the pit? I don't know, but I was lucky. Blessed.
|Pretty darn happy, I was.|
|my pit bracelet. It said "pit" on the other side (because I know you were wondering that).|
[P.S. Molly wrote a great post on the whole concert the day after it happened so if you want you should go read that here.]