It's a Beautiful Day to Wake Up to U2

A free U2 concert in school was enough to get us to drag our asses out of bed before 4 in the morning. For some reason, Fordham was lucky enough to have been contacted by the group or Good Morning, America. Whatever the reason (Fr. McShane gave a couple of reasons that I really don't remember... must be because it was too early, or the potheads that were toking up behind us), I'll take U2 for breakfast anytime.

After four hours of lining up in the cold...

... suffering through the not-too-funny warm up guy and having to go through the actual show for Good Morning America without seeing U2 (while trying to fend off the potheads in the mosh pit)...

... they finally come out...

And as an added bonus, especially for Justin (who first sounded us off on the whole thing)...

Seeing Bono's lavender specs, the Edge's beanie, Mullen's chest, and Clayton's silver hair (he was surprisingly cute!) AND hearing the music, of course, was worth all the trouble for it. Then it was time to go home... with a smile.