Finally it was about 6 or so, so we decided to head back to the car and get ready for the show. We both wrote little notes to AJ and Nick, thanking them for making the previous night so memorable for the both of us. We attached them to the stuffed animals and made our way across the street to the last show. We interacted with the guys rather well. Wendi got Nick's attention, and he pointed at us and waved, remembering us from the previous night. Nick got the tiger, and when Wendi tried to get the leopard to AJ, she missed the catwalk and had to go wrestle the leopard away from some 5 year old. She finally got the leopard up on the catwalk, and Howie grabbed it. (Refer back to the concert pics to see the guys with our stuffed animals.) It was so sad to see our little BSB adventure end. I know Wendi cried, and I was a little teary, but we were both thankful for getting to experience what we did. In all honesty, I don't think it really hit us til we were on our way home. We were driving across Alligator Alley, when all of a sudden it hit me. Wendi had said we were gonna meet them. I believed her, but was still uncertain about the whole thing. I was maybe expecting an autograph or somehting outside the hotel on their way to the venue, but nothing like what I experienced. I was so grateful that I got to meet Nick Carter, AJ McLean and Howie Dorough. Not Nick Backstreet or AJ Backstreet, ya know. I met the real guys. I got to chill with them on a private level without media or a throng of fans around, and that's something I'm gonna carry with me for the rest of my life.
Ok, this last part didn't happen in Lauderdale, but it still deserves mention, cause it ties in with that whole freaky thing that lasted during my entire trip down to Florida. We were at the airport in Sarasota on Monday. I was so sad to leave. I was getting ready to check in my bags, and I forgot my flight number, so I asked Wendi to go check it out on the monitor. She came back with the biggest grin on her face. "Lu, you'll never believe this. It's 464. That's Nick's room number. Your flight from Indy was 467, AJ's room number." I guess this was all destiny when I look at it. Kinda ironic, don't ya think?????