Well me and my buddy left at around 12 to get there by 6ish and the show started at 7:00. I'll never forget seeing an endless stream of 50 something year old dudes all in dress shirts with matching North face jackets just like the one my dad wears. (Coming out of some business conference) It was particularly striking because I never told my folks about the whole trip cause i didn't want them to worry and bug me for seeing the band. I live down in KY under Louisville so big cities aren't that new, however Columbus just has totally different vibes. Anyways, e go into the show and the concert was definitely great but it didn't end tilll 11? We then went to get some food for the journey home. It was wild, I was drifting in and out the whole time. Anyways, I got back and had this Christian Missions meeting at 7am and I git back at 5, I was so very tired, my friend poured me like 4 shots of 80 proof rum to keep me warm and I just remember drunkenly wandering into that meeting. (Not outwardly visible cause it was 7am and everyone was out of it) I don't even remember the meeting or the walk back, but I woke up in a different friends dorm room. I couldn't help but feel like I saw something moving in the snow that morning though; just always barely out of my eyeline but I knew it was there. I think the liquor and the time really got to me. (This is all true, not really a creepy pasta) Just one of many college memories I'll cherish forever, spontaneous trips cross country are always wild.