VA Beach Concert
July 7, 1999

Virginia Beach-quite possibly the WORST vacation ever experienced.  Why you ask?  Ohhh just sit back and laugh at our torment.
Monday, July 5, 1999
We leave Brandi's house at a ripe noon.  Realize that we need some junk road food so we go to the neighboring Kroger and buy some Combos, beef jerkey, Doritos, plus can't go see Nsync without buying some Bop's and Phat's (please see the Bubble Gum N'Stuff section for more on that).  Well we come back to Brandi's house to say bye to her parents and then her Dad started yelling at her about something totally unrelated to the trip and told her she wasn't going.  Well, that's all great.  She talks him out of it and we're off.  We drive the crazy 7 hours to her Dad's house in North Carolina (yes, some of you might be confused, Brandi's dad actually lives in Georgia with her but works in North Carolina just a little bit outside of Raleigh so we decided to break our trip up by staying there one night).  We get there and get all comfortable and such then a massive rainstorm comes through and drenches everything.  Thus causing Brandi's dad who was coming in later that night, to be late.  So the lights go out a couple times, blah blah.  Well, finally we get some sleep...
Tuesday, July 6, 1999
  What do we wake up to?  Brandi's dad's bird dies the very first night we were there.  That was an omen just to go home.  It was no fault by us, it just died.  Okay so then we watched a horrible movie about the Greek God Atlas while we were getting ready to depart and we eventually get on the road.  After driving through the back woods of North Carolina, we get to Virginia.  Amy has the bright idea to put in The Offspring.  You know the song that goes  "90 mph blah blah...open the glovebox reach inside gonna wreck this fucker...blahblah"  well you know what?  That is a great song to speed to!  Brandi gets a ticket in Norfolk, VA.  $90!  The cop was truley mean too, he didn't understand that us Georgians didn't have to show a registration thingy when we got pulled over.  Then he was confused due to the fact that Brandi has brown eyes on her license and blue eyes now.  Okay so we had to go slow causing us not to get to VA Beach until about 12.  We get there...not much to say about the town just that it's not my type of place.  The radio stations were better but that was about it.  Next thing to do...find a hotel room!  Whoever's  bright idea it was to decide that 21 was the official renting room age status was just a moron.  It took us 2 hours to find a room...and what kind of room do we find?  Ghetto city man....this room was horrible.  The people who ran the place didn't know a word of good english and it stunk everywhere we went.  Brandi had um, an ID to get the room.  Oh yeah, Amy's paycheck would not post in the bank too so she was out of money.  We go in to rathole of a hotel room to find that it looks like a cheesy 70's porno flick room (think Boogie Nights).  We hear on the radio (the TV had a radio on it!  Talk about high-tech!) that there is going to be a contest at this mall to win Nsync tickets.  Well us being all about it, we get ready and go.  This mall  was about 15 minutes away and of course, we get lost.  We got there about 2 hours before it started so we made friends with a couple of people.  This one girl was cool but she really didn't want Nsync tickets (why do people come and do this to the die hard fans who really want them?  They make the chances harder to get them and don't walk away crying and screaming) and these three girls who were "superfans".  They were all about 16 maybe 17 and had Nsync written all over their arms and legs and wore (surprise surprise) Superman shirts, NC shirts and Taz clothing.  Well, someone had told them that we were from Georgia and one of the girls come flying over to us saying she was from Alabama.  As if to say that she  was the better fan because she came farther.  Anyway, she flew and we drove so, nanner nanner poo poo.  Well, the contest was you had to get in this drained fountain and pick up one of 500 Pepsi cans then go draw a number and if they matched, you got in a DRAWING to win the tickets.  Woo hoo!  Oh course we didn't win.  The odds were outrageous.  We did get some snazzy sunglasses, though.  On the way back, we hear of another contest but this time it was a call in contest.  We were desperate...but we had no phone!!!  It costs $20 just to turn the phone on in the room and then it was fifty cents a phone call, including busy numbers! (we didn't believe it at first, but it was true!)  So, we park ourselves in front of the ghetto 7-11 and start calling.  It was like a trivia contest, basic trivia.  Oh nooo they couldn't have Nsync trivia because then deserving fans would win them!  We sat in the 90 degree heat for 4 hours trying to remember what year Family Ties premiered, and what was the most popular name in the world (it's Muhamed).  We saw a wallet get stolen, a bitchy worker scream at us, some thugs laughed at us and our fingers get sore.  By this time we were pissed.  Amy almost had a nervous breakdown because her money was yet to be posted and Brandi's money was getting short.  We decide to call it a night.  Go back to the ghetto motel.  Go to sleep...
Wednesday, July 7, 1999
We wake up realizing that we should start to go look for scalpers.  Take showers (shudders, we had to use shower shoes and our own towels...even then  it was disgusting) and procede to get glammed out.  Go to the venue, oh it's raining!!!  Perfect!  No scalpers.  Hungry, went to go eat.  Amy's money posted.  Okay, so things are getting a little bit better.  Eat at Ruby Tuesdays.  Told the waitress how bummed we were and she felt sorry for us and told us that Nsync was coming there right after the concert.  We were estatic!  Gave her a big fat tip and left for the venue.  Cops were freaking everywhere.  That means no scalpers.  You had to show your ticket just to park!  So we began to pout and cry because we had no way of getting tickets.  Okay, after asking numerous liquor store clerks on where to find scalpers, we come to the conclusion that it's very illegal in Virginia.  Cops are very strict on it. We got back to the venue, park as close as we can and decide that we were at least gonna hear the show we came 1000 miles to see.  We go up to the gate and some guy asks us if we needed tickets, we said yeah and then he directed us to a cop.  Oh shit, we thought we were going to jail for trying to buy scalped tickets, but no!  The cop gave us tickets!  GAVE!  They were lawn seats, but we didn't care!  We go in, happy as can be and watch the show.  It was the first show of the Ain't No Stopping Us Now Tour so we were a little bit surprised with the Mission Impossible theme, but it was no Glow Monster.  Oh yeah, during the show a monsoon was going on out side and everyone was getting soaked to the bone.  Then Chris says  "Don't you guys wish it would quit raining?"  and lo and behold it quit raining right then and there!  The power of Nsync! The show rocked hard and we left a little bit early to get to Ruby Tuesdays.  We get there and are the last people to be seated in the designated section for them.  YEAH!  Well, we waited, and waited, and waited.  No show.  This waitress told us that if they didn't get there in the next 10 minutes, they were going to close.  10 minutes pass.  They close, and who drives up?  NSYNCS' TOUR BUSES!!!  They wouldn't open back up because they closed the kitchen.  WAHH!!!  We would have sat right by them too.  Oh well, we know we are never going to meet them so it wasn't that big of a deal.  We go back to the hotel, whoops, MOTEL and decided to have some fun.  We got out our "cutouts" we made of Joey and Lance at home and carried them ACROSS the street to our rooms!  We got some funny looks!  Well then we took pictures of them as you can see below and it was a lot of fun.  The next day we checked out and went home.  It was definately a trip to remember, and one day, forget.

Here they are.  Notice the room?  Sucks big time.  That air vent was missing the front and we could see outside through the vents.  Scary aint it?

Amy and Lance.  He's wearing dollar discount Old Navy clothing!  YEAH!

More pictures coming soon!!!!  Promise!!!

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