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<p>So, I was petrified of today for weeks ahead, but couldn’t talk about it here because I didn’t want to ‘publicize’ any information for creepy stalkers out there. Before D2 (freshman) left for college in Allentown, she discovered her favorite band was scheduled to play in Philly tonight, so she bought a ticket thinking when she got to school she could find someone to go along with her. When I asked what she’d do if she didn’t find anyone, she said, “I’ll go alone.” ::blood pressure rises 20 points::</p>
<p>So for my own sanity, I started checking bus schedules, etc. because knowledge is power (for a mama), and I needed to know all the details because I knew she wasn’t going to share them with me. So I saw that there was a bus she could take, but leaving Allentown and arriving in Philly at 3:30… 3 1/2 hours before the concert. And the last bus leaving Philly to return to Allentown was leaving at 9:15PM. Concert was to begin at 7PM - no opening act. Last week she IMs me and says she still doesn’t know how she’s going to get to the concert, and that she can’t find anyone to go with her. ::: blood pressure rises another 20 points::</p>
<p>In the meantime I had also discovered, to her true luck, that the venue was all of two blocks from the bus station. So I said, “I know, I know.” And told her about the close proximity of the station to the venue. With a concert starting at 7, she could stay for 2 hours, and hook it back to the bus station, in time to get the last bus. She was a bit miffed that I knew more about this than she did before she even asked.</p>
<p>So yesterday she IMs me, and says she’s doing it alone, but promises to text message me or call me with updates. So I get a text message today when she gets on the bus in Allentown (I told her to buy her ticket round trip so she wouldn’t waste any time getting on the bus for the return trip). Then she calls me once she gets to Philly - luckily there is a mall near the bus station/venue she can hang out at until she lines up to get in (no assigned seating - yea, I’m imagining mosh pits and her being by herself, getting trampled) :: blood pressure rises another 20 points.</p>
<p>So she texts me when she’s on the bus waiting for it to leave Philly. I know what time the bus is due in Allentown, and how much time she needs to take a taxi back to campus (it’s only a mile and a half - I have to give her credit for NOT WALKING!). A half hour after the bus was to arrive, I am waiting to hear from her… nothing. I IM her asking her if she’s back… nothing. I text her, asking her where she is… nothing. I call her cell phone and it goes to voice mail. OK… now my worst dreams are coming true. I call again in about five minutes, and she answers. I ask where she is, and she says she’s back in her dorm. Truly believing some criminal has her tied up and is telling her what to say because she can’t be in her dorm because she’s not answering my IMs which have turned panicky. She says, “Oh, I’m next door in our neighbor’s room. I haven’t been back to my room yet.” I don’t know whether to disown her or send her massive amounts of ‘thank God’ IMs to her.</p>
<p>I’d been worried about this for weeks now, and I wanted to reach out to some college parents to console me, tell me their stories of what their kids did and how they survived, but I couldn’t! Maybe by the middle of October I’ll have another one to share about her plans for fall break! Although if she can manage this one, this next endeavor should be a piece of cake.</p>
<p>P.S. Blood pressure has returned to normal.</p>