Okay, so they arrived safely in Illinois. Praise the Lord. Their first official day on the grounds was yesterday and when I spoke to Nick last night he was a little less than enthusiastic. I was just so thrilled that he called me TWICE that it didn't hit me right away that he didn't seem as excited as he was before he left.
So in our second conversation last night I asked him how he was. "I'm alive" he replied. I was like, what does that mean? And he's like "Just...I'm alive". It turns out that it's not as big as he originally thought it was going to be, the bands that he did see yesterday weren't as good as he thought they would be. This Moment in Hardcore did their first interview yesterday and he said that that went well but he was still lacking in that hyper-excitement that I associate with my son.
They went and did their food shopping for the week and spent a whopping $45. They were making some frozen P.F. Chang's beef and broccoli while we were talking last night. Now, I'm not big on camping but that just seemed wrong. Where were the hot dogs? Burgers? Smores??
I miss him terribly. I want to hug him. I am hoping that today is a much better day for him. The plan is for him to call us around dinner time so that everyone will be here for him to talk to. Can't wait!!
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I am glad he is doing well. Hope they have water tomorrow!
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