Living On A Prayer

We woke to brunch at The Botanist and after some delicious eggs benedict, we decided to venture out to the London streets.  Wandering somewhat aimlessly with guidance from street signs and Mac, we found ourselves walking past a gathering crowd and rock music coming from Hyde Park.  We decided to investigate and quickly realized that Bon Jovi would be taking the stage later that night and felt obligated to see the living legend in concert.  With hours to kill, we once again followed our instincts and headed towards Wellington Arch, and soon found ourselves standing in front of Buckingham Palace, Big Ben, The London Eye, St. James Park and various other London memorials. Travelling for hours Chase and I began to notice the empty bottles we were carrying for hours and asked Mac where the hell are the trashcans?  Not expecting a story, Mac went on to tell us how during WWII, the Germans would hide mines in trashcans and wait for people to incidentally detonate the bombs and spread panic in the streets of London.  Fun facts with Mac.

After regrouping back at Mac’s apartment, securing tickets through legitimate establishments and getting our mind right for Bon Jovi, we arrived at the concert just in time for “It’s My Life.”  It was clear mounting an excursion to the front rows would be too miserable to bear, so we posted up towards the back, reliving the glory days with adults who rocked out to Bon Jovi in their heyday.  He performed all the classics, returning three times to “Bad Medicine,” killing a version of “Hallelujah,” and delivering the full admission price with “Living On a Prayer.”  Overall, it was quite the experience, surrounded by hundreds of thousands** of diehard fans.