Most of the content of my first two recaps of the University of Miami “Band of the Hours” and our recent trip to San Francisco, CA to perform in the Emerald Bowl has been observation. It’s been discussion of how the university was treated, a recap of the game, and other fairly factual matters. Now it’s time to throw that out the window (provided you’ve already read my first two posts J—find them here and here), and talk about how I personally enjoyed the trip.
This third and final installment of my recap of the Emerald Bowl trip will focus on the part of the trip that hasn’t been discussed yet—our free time. After arriving on Christmas day around 10:30 pm, we had a very relaxing night in the hotel. After an early rehearsal and a pair of pep rallies in the late morning/early afternoon, the band was given some well-deserved free time to explore the city of San Francisco and all it had to offer. I did not do much exploring though. While at first you may think me a poor tourist, I believe that what I did for that afternoon and evening was far more enjoyable than any tourism I could have done.
Since this past August, my closest friend from my hometown of Northbrook, IL has been living in San Francisco. His decision to move to the west coast was very last-minute, and after basically living with each other for 3 months, within 3 days, Jay was gone, 4 and a half hours away in a city neither of us had been to before. I had the good fortune of getting to see him when he came back to the Chicagoland area for Thanksgiving, but only for one night, and with the exception of that night, I had not seen him since August when I left him at the airport. It was, of course, an added bonus of the trip to the Emerald Bowl that I would get to spend my free afternoon/evening with one of my closest friends whom I had not seen in so long.
What made the evening so enjoyable was its simplicity. We did not do anything out of the ordinary for us—lunch at “In-and-Out Burger,” a San Fran staple, relaxing in our hotel and a trip to visit his apartment on the other side of town before returning for a quiet dinner in the hotel restaurant and introducing him to many of my Miami friends. It felt like summer again, sitting there saying, “whatyda wanna do?” “I dunno… what do you want to do?” “I dunno…” and on and on. I got slack from many of my friends for not going out and seeing the sights, but for me, the relaxation coupled with getting to hang out with Jay just like old times made it the best evening I could have asked for.
Jay, who is one of the more avid readers of my site (mostly out of lack of anything else to do—sorry Jay, but you know it’s true!), hasn’t changed one bit since I left him at O’Hare those almost five months ago; he’s just as aloof and nonchalant as ever, and it was revitalizing getting to spend the day with him, after being surrounded for the better part of the semester with one stressful situation after another. Jay, I’m sure you’ll read this no more than 15 minutes after it’s posted, but thanks for playing host for the evening—I really had a great time!
This concludes my planned recaps of the trip to San Fran, although if any of you have suggestions for other parts of the trip you would like to hear about, or any other questions, please feel free to leave a comment or email me at firstname.lastname@example.org, and I’ll do my best to put a post up about it!