AKA the best concert ever!! From multiple shots of ouzo to puking up mussels in a club bathroom, to losing Granny, this night was one for the books. After driving up, the pre-concert drinks and our family is pre-HARD. Shelby was trying to keep everyone’s drinking in check before we got to the concert but no one can tell Granny “no” once she gets her hands on Prosecco. We waited for a while to get in but once we did Marybeth sent me to get a triple shot of vodka and soda, I double fisted beers and the show was under way. We were on our feet before Queen even got out on stage! People told us to sit down but they got the good ole Greco and Devine stare down. We danced so hard that night, were on our feet the whole show and had the best time!! Afterwards, we lost Granny for a bit in which some of us (cough *Alyssa* cough) thought that she had gotten lost on the rowdy streets of Montreal. Shelby thought more of Granny’s street smarts however and led us back to the hotel where Granny was waiting to enjoy some more alcohol and some mussels. The details of the rest of the night are a bit hazy but cigars and puking up mussels in a sketchy club bathroom do ring some bells.

The ride back was filled with Granny negotiating the streets of Montreal, me attempting not to puke and Shelby laughing at me and calling me an idiot. Best night ever!! Queen definitely rocked us!