Remember it like it was yesterday. A super night of tightness by the band and sadly pain the next day (that still haunts me) for this brother. I was stoked as the 28th had left a residual smile on I and I face so was ready for a second helping. My GF at the time was not a big Phish fan but had seen them probably ten times. Why she went to some shows with me I have no clue. I think it must have been that she could not deal with me having fun without her. I went to shows without her but for some reason she cursed me on this jam packed night....
The Unfortunately part for me is because my GF at the time got SUPER drunk (amongst other recreational substances she just could not handle) and was basically catatonic from set break on.
Because she asked like 100 times if it would be over soon in the second set...we left during the segue back into YEM. I was beyond pissed, well beyond frustrated she even came in the first place as I had a lot of friends there and had two awesome seats that one if my boys had been hoping for. I was sure that she wouldn't end up going as her family was in town for the holidays. So in essence I was looking forward to a show sans the buzz kill she became at this point on our relationship.
So.....reluctantly I caved and we left....as soon as we hit the cold air outside she puked buckets, perhaps everything she had ever drank it seemed and then I carried her to the car (she could not even get up off the ground alone) on my pissed off back. Grr! I missed my only shot at Harpua and truly never forgave her....still haven't.
Now at 79 shows after the next 2 MPP shows I still have not gotten another chance. Jah rest her soul as she is now deceased (a tragic accident) but I sure would like another shot and have paid my dues so feel selfishly that I and I deserve one.
Maybe I will get one in Columbia....I sure hope so.
Stay safe, love and take care of one another.