We're not really sure which one of us thought that taking the parental figures to a reggae festival at the Hollywood Bowl featuring UB40 was a good idea, but we did it anyway.
This past Sunday, we went to the bowl with our sister, our 2 cousins, our parents and our aunt and uncle for a fun concert day. We packed sandwiches and fruits and desserts and a bunch of beers and headed out! It was really amazing to sit and eat and watch the people file into such a historically relevant LA venue.
It wasn't until 20 minutes into the first act that we realized what we had done might have been a mistake. We think that we were the only 8 people in the stadium of 16,000 NOT smoking incredibly kind marijuana! Our cousins, sister and us started cracking up immediately.
At first, the parents didn't really realize, but then when the Rastafarian guy right in front of us pulled out a 2 foot pipe with a bowl the size of a wok, they started to ask questions. We were dying with J'Adoration! We think that they got a little contact high from the second hand because 2 hours into the concert, we looked over and our 70 year old uncle was totally jamming to the sounds of Kingston Town! J'Adore!
Below is our account of the evening...