As you know, music is a part of my life that I treasure quite a lot! I'm always looking for concerts to go to, new bands to check out, and find different artists to expand my music library.
With that being said, if there's a music festival in town I'm almost 100% likely to go - Boston Calling being no different!
I don't know...the moment we sat down on the train, I just began realizing that I was finally going to BC with Rachel (one that we'd been planning since May), I am finally in university, and I'm finally in Boston. It was so much to take in and the only way I knew how to react to all my eureka moments was to grin like an idiot to myself on the T. I felt sorry for the to two poor freaked out older men sitting next to me but other than that I hadn't a care on my mind!
It's amazing how quickly we can accommodate to new situations and begin taking them for granted. I've been wanting to come out to Boston for school since I first came with my parents at the age of 6. And now, 12 years later, I'm here! It really is crazy.
So with my excitement overflowing out of my ears, we arrived at the festival and got settled to see one of my favorite bands - Local Natives.