I really indulged myself over the past few weeks. And while you may be thinking, Me too! Post-work drinks, dinners with friends, the list goes on — I'm actually referring to when I spent about 14 hours at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.
Yep! I went to Cleveland, and (if you can't tell by my facial expression above) it was pretty much two full days of sparkly jumpsuits, gleaming guitars, and soaking up all the rock and roll pop culture references you ever cared to know. Aka, heaven.
My dad's the one who introduced me to the Rolling Stones, the Supremes, Queen, David Bowie, and Aretha early on. Naturally, he had to be my go-to travel companion for this adventure.
The day after Thanksgiving we hightailed it from NYC to Cleveland, where I immediately began selfie-ing and attempting to capture every corner of the Kimpton Schofield hotel.
ICYMI, I'm mildly obsessed with music. I've always been interested in where it all began — the artists who influenced the artists who influenced the folks playing Top 100 hits today.
As a kid, I fell in love with the Beatles, Cher, and Carly Simon, and that soon turned into a tumultuous punk rock crush on The Ramones and Blondie. Through college, my sights were set on AC/DC and Led Zeppelin, which eventually looped back to Chuck Berry and Robert Johnson.
All that to say: It's a trip I've dreamed about taking for a few years now.
From the daily Happy Hour and in-room light-up signs to the Elly sized cubby in the lobby wall, this place had it all.
And if you're like me (read: you need a few hours post sight-seeing to decompress alongside a cocktail), this hotel bar has you covered.
My go-to drinks of choice?
The Sage Betty: Blackberry Sage Infused Fris Vodka, St Germain, Fresh Lime, Blackberries, Prosecco, and Rose Water.
The Last Word: Plymouth Gin, Green Chartreuse, Luxardo, and Fresh Lime.
Fun fact: On our first day at the rock hall, I spent seven hours looking through exhibits before I realized we'd skipped lunch and they were escorting stragglers off the premises. I was too distracted by the red sparkly Bowie suit and golden stunner made specifically for Elvis.
Being immersed in a place devoted to rock and roll — the artists, the fans, the clothes, the social moments — was pretty amazing. Aside from the clothes, my favorite exhibit was "Don't Knock The Rock," which highlighted different protests against rock and roll through the ages, from Beatles bans to rock album burning parties. It all seemed so outlandishly over the top that you had to laugh. I felt bad for those people's kids. Think of all the clever places they had to hide their albums!
On the end of Day 2, I snagged a souvenir "Battle of the Bands" card game from the gift shop — and that soon turned into a trivia game on who knew more bizarre band facts during our last night. I'm not going to say I won, but I won. Every single round.
And now to plan the next music trip... Memphis or Nashville?