Boy, did we have a memorable July 4th.
For Father's Day, I gave Bruce tickets to see Kevin Costner and his band Modern West in concert at the Durham Athletic Park, a unique commemmoration of the 20th anniversary of the movie Bull Durham.
Photo from the Herald Sun
We trekked to Durham yesterday to see the band and were having a grand old time listening to music and playing on the playground at the ballpark.Just as the fireworks were about to begin, the skies darkened and it started pouring. We thought we might make a run for our car, but we didn't have time before the rain and thunder and lightning started.
So, we and about 7,000 other people ran for cover inside the ballpark, but things kept getting so gusty that we had to keep moving for cover along the concourse. The lights went out, and Jackson and I hung out for a while in the bathroom where there were some emergency lights.
But he didn't like being separated from his daddy. So, we eventually went back to the concourse and waited out the storm.
It was a little bit like a scene from a Stephen King novel. I kept expecting the Mist to roll in and the crowd to start acting crazy. But, except for two low-class women who almost got into a fight, that didn't happen. For a moment, I thought we might have to spend the night at the ballpark, camped out in the bathroom. Wouldn't that have been fun?
Finally -- after probably about an hour -- it stopped raining enough for us to make our way back to the car. By the time we got there, we were all soaked. And I kept slipping out of my shoes. (Rain is the only reason I know to trade in cute sandals for tennis shoes.)
Luckily, we had some pajamas for Jackson, but Bruce and I had to ride home soaked, smelling a little bit like soaked dogs. Jackson, meanwhile, was asleep within minutes of getting into his carseat.
Quite a memorable July 4th -- and pretty fun, despite everything.