Philadelphia, PA * July 3, 2001

and the obsession begins...

we just saw a real live backstreet boy!!!! i fucking love this city. on my walk to work, i pass by the best hotel in the city. i walk behind it, which is where they park the tour buses. bsb was on the today show this morning, and they play philly tomorrow. so any sensible person would think they would be in nyc tonight.

on my way home tonight, i saw a tour bus parked on the corner near the hotel. 'ah,' i think. 'that's a backstreet boy' (they each have their own tour bus) it was a fricking huge ass tour bus. so i walked by it, wondering whose it was, then i saw the smaller bus behind it, which i *knew* was nick's.

there was a pay phone not ten feet away, so i picked it up and called sheri. 'i am standing here staring at your boyfriend's bus,' i told her, making her squeal. i went home, walking by the front of the hotel, and there's six girls outside. the boys are in da house.

we eat dinner and decide to do some stalking. we drive by the buses and sheri says 'i dunno, didn't they say nick's bus has swirly things? those are more straight line designs' i insist this is nick's bus. (sheri is the researcher of the group, staying up until all hours reading message boards, gleaning information and downloading pics...)

we drive around, and see one of the roadie buses unload at another hotel. it was a fucking clown car, i think 30 guys got off that bus. but i digress! we find a parking spot between the two hotels, shop for shoes at the store right next to the roadie hotel, more roadies mill about.

to the nicer hotel we go. there's a park across the street from the hotel, so we walk by. about a dozen girls outside now. we find a bench, probably... dunno... 100 yards from the front door of the hotel? not close. we're not sitting there ten minutes when there's a flurry of flashbulbs and i am so outta my seat, gooning. 'its HIM!'

he looked so fucking hot. white sweater, khaki pants - like capri length, i hate when he wears those damn pants - his blond hair all spiky.

he and his bodyguard (billy) and we *think* the bus driver (turns out to be his friend tony, we find out later!) go around the hotel to the driveway that leads to the street where the buses are parked. sheri and i haul ass down the street and turn the corner JUST as the bus door shuts. fuck!

but, aha, there is an ATM right next to the bus. 'i need money,' sheri says, and off we go.

she checks her balance. she makes a mistake. it's the longest fucking atm transaction of her life. i'm leaning against the wall, giving her a play by play. tony has a guitar case in his hand, and is standing there. nick gets off the bus with a black bag over his shoulder (billy had gotten the bag out when we were walking by to the ATM) tony and nick go across the street from the bus and stand there chatting. there is a high five for no good reason that i could see. they chat some more.

i check my balance. billy joins them and they head back to the hotel. we wait, then walk down the driveway behind them. sheri says 'there aren't many fans, i bet he'll stop'

we turned the corner and there he was, signing things and getting his picture taken and being generally nice. sheri got about 10 pictures, we stared at his lovely blondness, and then we went home.

we weren't even gone a hour. i fucking love this town!

These pictures so don't do him justice, but we only had a disposable camera on us!

Photos taken by: bflysmle@martnet.com
Philadelphia, PA 7-2-01

 

the obsession begins... Philadelphia, PA (07.03.01) Hotel

concert reviews... Cincinnati, OH (08.25.01)
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Las Vegas (10.19.01)

misc. sightings... Nick at MTV Rock&Jock Game (02.08.02)
Nick in NYC (08.16.02)

updated: 08.17.02


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