80,000 || Weekend roundup part two
This weekend, I became acquainted with Bono and the U2 fellas.
It was just me, the band…and 80,000 of my closest friends.
There’s something humbling, exciting, thrilling and a little fear-inducing about being surrounded by 80,000 other people who are all doing the Wave, stomping their feet, and rocking out in a football stadium.
Rocking so hard, let me just say, that you could feel the floor beneath you shake from the uproar.
Never before in my life have I prayed so fervently that a group of engineers knew what they were doing.