It finally happened: Our Gen-z column was recognized for the masterclass in journalism that it is, and we were invited to report on the Eras tour. (By Taylor Swift herself? No…but we digress.)
We hope that you have as much fun reading this as we did attending the concert—although, let’s be real, Eras is a once-in-a-lifetime experience and we do this column fairly regularly. But enough with the preamble: Here’s our full account of Eras Night 2 in Miami. (Also, Taylor, if you are reading this: Hi, we love you!)
Irene Kim: We’re in our pre-booked Uber Shuttle to Hard Rock Stadium from the Fontainebleau Miami Beach, where the shuttles for The Eras tour are being organized. Speaking as a Miami regular (I’ve been here twice this year), the usual 30-minute car ride is now an hour long.
Florence O’Connor: Everyone knows the worst part of going to a concert is the transportation there and back; Uber Shuttle is really out here saving lives. And let me tell you there’s nothing like being on a bus full of Swifties to get you even more excited for a Taylor Swift concert. We scream “Lover” while we stick gems on each other’s faces and trade friendship bracelets. Truly, the comradery on this shuttle could end wars.
Kim: I can’t actually stick the gems on myself, but Florence—who was cheer captain in high school—is REALLY good at doing it. It’s all very girlhood, and definitely has me feeling like we’re getting ready for a football game together.
O’Connor: Turns out I’m not afraid of crowds…I’m just afraid of men.
Kim: Everyone here is so nice. This is why the internet is always saying that the Swifties could unite America, because there is not a single fight breaking out on line for the bathroom or for food. We’re also witnessing the kids below us trading friendship bracelets, which makes me want to get in on the action. I muster the courage to talk to the pre-teens in the suite next to us.