One year ago today, I attended the Hooligans in Wondaland show in Miami. It was the first time I met my favorite artist, Janelle Monae. It was also the culmination of a two day bus ride from Detroit, which created memories of their own as well as some enlightening insights. In reminiscing on this trip, my hart was moved to share the journal entry I wrote on the my first day on the road. Enjoy!
The Road to Miami5/9/ll
My first thought when getting on the bus was "What was I thinking ? I'm going to be on a bus for 2 DAYS". There's no turning back now. The tickets aren't refundable. Then again, this is a journey and I have to treat it as scuh. This is quite a life lesson on patience. It's also a time for deep thought. Three things have come to my mind thus far- 1) It's interesting how in two to three hundred years this HUGE country became "America". This road trip had me thinking about how big geographically this country is and how man was able to traverse it over a short period of time and make the beginnings of what it is today 3) In the wake of the 50 year anniversary of the Freedom Riders I'm able to make this trip down south as a black woman without having to go through separate entrances, drink from separate fountains, and going to see a black woman and white man performing on the same bill. That's amazing when I think about it. Only 50 short years ago, that would have been a different story. Wow. 3) How ironic my dad left the South to avoid the problems of those days and I'm goingdown South for va vacation. This is a learning experience. Only a day and a half or so to go. Let's DO IT!