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Here I go
again. Once again I'm sorry for the
sectioning and that it's taken me so long
to finish this. One of the downfalls about
being a college student... you are always
busy. Well enough talk and here's the
final part of my encounter.
The next morning I woke
up at 6:00, after going to bed at 3:00, so I would
have enough time to get ready, pick up my friend
and her daughter and fight traffic to get to the
hotel on time. I was sooo psyched even though I
was exhausted. My friend felt the same way but we
pushed forward. I was so upset when I pulled up
to her place and saw that she was dressed almost
exactly the same way I was...even right down to
the shoes. We purposely dressed similarly for the
concert the night before but now I thought they
would think we did this on purpose all the time.
It got be a joke and we went off to the hotel.
It's a good thing I left
early because traffic was very problematic. We managed
to get there on time somehow and we were crossing
our fingers that the guys would be in a good mood.
We walked in and told the guy at the front desk
we were waiting for them and he said they would
call him when they would be on their way down. So
we waited in the lobby in front of the elevators
for about 15 minutes and then Wes came down. He
was looking very tired but he was nice and said
hello. He wasn't there the night before so he didn't
talk much. Joe was next and he was exhausted. I
have to say that even though Joe is a sweetie pie
he is not a very pleasant person in the morning.
He said hello and that was pretty much it.
Warren came next and
he walked over to us. My friend's daughter got scared
of him and started crying so he went to go check-out.
My friend knew she would do this so she tried preparing
her before hand by giving her the Pop Trash c.d.
case so she would recognize their faces. It hadn't
quite sunk in at that point. While Warren was checking
out Simon came down and walked over to us. I was
the most worried about what Simon's attitude would
be that morning and I'm happy to say he was very
pleasant and relaxed...and still smelled wonderful,
but I digress. Simon went over to her calling her
by the wrong name. He eventually got it right but
she was scared of him too. He made a face like he
knew that would happen or that happens all the time
and said he had to go check out.
While he was checking
out Warren came back over and chatted with us for
a bit. I wasn't really listening to what he was
saying because I was busy watching Simon acting
up at the front desk. It looked like he was doing
an imitation of someone and kept pivoting back and
forth with his head down. It was interesting to
say the least. When I got back into the conversation
Warren was talking about how they were flying out
to L.A.. Nothing really interesting. Eventually,
he got up to leave and wished us well. I thought
Simon would walked out with him but he came around
behind us and sat down in the chair Warren had just
vacated. As he was coming around my friend's daughter
started to cry again. He said, "Oh look, It's the
big scarey man with the blue eyes!". It didn't exactly
calm her down. He was carrying a backpack and as
he sat down it swung off his shoulder and almost
hit me. He caught my eyes for a minute and, oh my
goodness his eye's are soooo blue, and said he was
sorry. Simon and my friend talked mostly. I didn't
try to hone in because I wasn't there for me that
time...she waited for that a lot longer than I had.
Her daughter was still afraid of Simon so he picked
up the Pop Trash c.d. case and held it up in front
of her. He said,"See, that's me right there." and
he started singing Wild Boys to her!! She eventually
said a quiet Wild Boys back to him. It was soooo
cute! Since my friend is Indian she was talking
to her daughter in thier own language and Simon
started asking her questions about India and talked
about how his mom speaks the language also. He said
he had never been there and the closest he ever
got was Sri Lanka for the series of vids they shot
in the early 80's.
As they continued talking
Nick stepped off the elevator, of course he was
the last one, and waved to us and he walked to the
front desk. I'm happy to say he was in a pleasant
mood also. For some reason I was starting to get
shy at this point and I found it hard to look at
Nick. I don't know what happened to my fearlessness
from the night before...I guess that night I didn't
think I would ever see them again. Simon continued
talking until Dave came and got him. As he was leaving
he came back and said how his daughter Saffron's
middle name was similar to my friend's daughter's
first name. Then Dave finally dragged him off.
We decided to get up
at that point and say good-bye. I hated that Nick
was last because I'm sure he would have sat with
us too if he had the time. We paused at the front
door as my friend debated whether or not to go over
to him. I was saying "Yes!!" but he beat us and
started walking our way. I just leaned against the
wall so he could see the baby and I glanced over
to him a couple of times. I hated that I couldn't
bring myself to really look at him. Everytime I
glanced up he was looking my way and it looked like
he was confused. I can't explain that one. He finally
made it over to us and walked up to the stroller.
He raised his sunglasses and smiled at her. She
didn't cry or fuss at all. She just smiled right
back at him. He said she looked like a doll and
I promise you she blushed while he was looking at
her. I guess Nick just has a way with women. I had
to look at him while he was looking at her and his
sunglasses where raised just to the top of his head
and his hair fell perfectly over his face so you
could see his eye's peaking out from under his bangs.
His face is just exquisite only I can't imagine
how much he has to shave. He had to have shaved
around 7 or 8 the night before because when I saw
him before the concert he was not shaven but he
was shaven after the concert. Here it was about
10:00 the next morning and he already needed one
again. I don't blame him for letting it grow for
Storytellers. Eventually Dave got a hold of him
too and he was off. He waved goodbye and said, "See
you soon!".
My friends waited for
them to drive off but I had to go get my car because
I was already about 20 minutes late for class. I
saw pics of Simon waving good-bye and then they
were gone. I was sad that I didn't know when I would
get the chance to be so close with them again but
my memories far outweighed that sadness. I'll always
know that I had that experience with them and nothing
is going to take that away from me. That's all folks:-)
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