The Boss

At the Bruce Springsteen concert in Joburg.

What a great start to month of February! Yesterday I went to see Bruce Springsteen in concert in Joburg. Not exactly sure what possessed me to do this, but when I got the invite in October, I jumped on board and never looked back. I met up with seven other volunteers yesterday afternoon (many of whom made some pretty nice signs) and headed out in the early evening for the big show. Upon entering the stadium, the ticket collectors took our entire tickets and gave us wristbands. We were horrified. What about our ticket stubs – the ultimate proof that we attended! What an injustice! Well, never fear. We managed to find a ticket collector who sensibly ripped off the stub of several tickets and gave them to us after we desperately pleaded for the souvenirs. Not surprisingly, we received quite a few strange looks from other concert-goers, but most people just rolled their eyes and mumbled “Americans” under their breadth. 

At the concert listening to all the hits.

Otherwise, the concert was incredible. I have no idea how old The Boss is, but boy can he put on a show. He was up on stage jumping around, telling stories between songs, bringing people up to dance, and of course, singing the hits. About midway through the concert the skies opened and it poured for about half an hour, but the music never stopped. None of us had jackets or ponchos – which pretty much makes us the worst Peace Corps Volunteers ever for being so unprepared – but we stuck it out until the end, which was surprisingly not until after midnight. Every time we thought it was the last song, he would change guitars and count off the band to start another classic. A good time was definitely had by all. And my ticket stub is prominently displayed on my wall at home J