Tayronto Did Not Disappoint

[Toronto] — Mallory, Ally and Cat Niekro, along with Kenna McDermott, daughter of Cat’s friend Kara Rodis, made epic memories attending Taylor Swift’s Eras Tour concert in Toronto on Thursday, Nov. 21.

The group met in Buffalo, arriving from Madison, Wisconsin; Champaign, Illinois; and Charlotte, North Carolina. From there, they rented a car and drove to Toronto, stopping briefly at customs where they were greeted by an intensely grouchy border agent.

“I literally thought all Canadians were friendly,” said Mallory, noting that the agent literally rolled his eyes at them when they pulled up and didn’t immediately hand over passports. 

“Usually it’s the Americans who are mean,” Cat said, recounting that in 2002 the American border agent who was working the lane she used to return from Windsor to Detroit scolded her for getting married in Canada, saying “You should be ashamed of yourself.” 

“Mom, that is so sad.” Ally said. Sadder still has the backstory that Cat had gone to Windsor that night for a tasting for her upcoming wedding. She had not, however, realized that she was supposed to bring a group with her. So while the table next to her was filled with a happy bride-to-be, groom-to-be, and family and friends, she was alone. The chef and wedding planner joined her out of pity. Do not plan a wedding in tax season if you’re marrying a CPA, friends, or you too can experience the crushing awkwardness of eating with people who are being paid to be nice to you. 

Back to 2024. The happy travelers didn’t let the agent’s surly attitude bother them for long though, quickly returning to loud music and arrived at their hotel about 1:30 am.

The Swifties woke Thursday to continued cold rain. 

“What are we going to do today?” Asked everyone repeatedly. 

“Did no one consult my travel itinerary that I sent out two weeks ago?” Cat asked, greeted by a deafening silence.

Upon arriving at the Rogers Centre, the women went directly to the merch line by their section in search of the elusive and exclusive “blue crew.”

“We aren’t going to get it.” 

“We are going to get it.”

“Should we try a different merch line. This one is so long.”

“It’s not that long really.”

“The line is moving so slowly.”

“The line is moving!”

Cat quickly bought a “Shake It Off” Mich Ultra to tolerate the line, and 37 minutes later: success! The women acquired their merch and made their way to their seats. To wait.

Swift arrived on stage almost exactly at 8 pm and the  next 3.5 hours passed in the following way for all 45,000 fans: screaming, singing and “oh my god!”  

“It beat all my expectations. The surprise songs were perfect. It was perfect. Best. Night. Ever,” Mallory said.

“I’m dead,” Kenna said.

“It was everything,” Ally said.

“What did you ask?” Cat said. “I think my ears are broken.”

Sources confirm that the group survived the 27-minute walk back to their hotel despite feet that hurt and more rain. 

Contacted by phone the next day, this reporter asked if there was anything more to say with time to process it all?

“It was amazing. So perfect. Unable to put it into words,” Ally said.

“Obviously I’d like to thank my amazing mom and dad for making this possible. They are the absolute best,” said Mallory. 

What a difference 243 days makes

It was August 30, and I was a hot mess. I had been wildly careening toward this complete and utter breakdown for months as Mallory raced through all the senior moments. All the “lasts” from her senior year flew by in a blur and somehow we were now at the night before we moved her into the dorm at the University of Wisconsin.

I was sobbing—legitimately sobbing, red, splotchy face, big gasps for air in between sobs–on the bed in our hotel room. Ally attempted to make me feel better—patting my shoulder and saying it would be OK. But I was not convinced.

You can see how sad Mallory is at college.

Oh, I knew Mallory would be fine at college, even one that is 883 miles from our house. She’s got a good head on her shoulders, she was excited and not nervous, she’s independent. *I* was not OK. I tried to numb this impending doom all last year. I threw myself into the planning and prep, we got a puppy, we decided to host an exchange student, I even agreed to serve on our HOA (which was really a poor decision), but nothing helped. I was still sobbing in the Hilton Garden Inn.

Fast forward 243 days later and I can’t believe I was such a wreck. What I didn’t realize is that watching her thrive would be the cure-all. There have been football games, basketball games, hockey games, lots of studying, figuring out how to get help from TAs in computer science, navigating buses and airports, FaceTime calls where she helped Ally and Casey with homework, developing a love for cheese curds, and learning the difference between a credit card and a debit card (!).

We are 8 days away from picking her up and starting the long 14-hour drive home, broken up with stops at six colleges for Casey to check out. What will I be like in August 2026 the night before Casey moves into college? As the Magic 8 Ball says, too early can’t say.

But one thing I can say for certain. This coming August, on the night before we move her into her sorority house for sophomore year, I will be sad, sure. I will miss her terribly, yes. But I will be content in knowing she is where she wants to be and then I will look closely around that same hotel lobby for the moms with red, splotchy faces and offer a few words of encouragement.

Peace. XO.

Day 15: Snap Back to Reality

This morning, we said goodbye to our RV and returned her to Road Bear RV Rentals, which is staffed almost entirely by Germans, natch. From there, we shared a shuttle with a family from Peoria, who had been on a two-week trip to Yosemite and the Redwood Nationals Forest. Turns out the dad has a friend who lives a few miles from us in Davidson. Saying goodbye to our home for the last two weeks.

They were a very tall family with four teenage and college-age boys, and I asked how they all slept in the same size RV that we had. The 30-foot RV sleeps seven adults, but I was skeptical. They said they made it work, but it must’ve been a tight fit. One of those boys was 6’8”!

We had the shuttle drop us off at the MGM Grand and checked our 11 items (suitcases, backpacks and Ally’s stuffed animals) with the bell hop. We had a two-part plan for us to spend the day before our redeye home.

Ron and Casey got tickets for the NBA Summer League games for Casey’s birthday, and they headed there after lunch. The girls and I hit their amazing pool. (We intended to buy day passes but the computers were down so they just let us in. Score!) The hotel is ginormous, and we walked a lot. To the pool, to the frozen yogurt place, around the pool searching for lazy river inner tubes. Casey enjoying the NBA Summer League.

We whiled away about 3.5 hours at the pool in the 100+ heat before changing and taking the monorail down to the Strip where we walked more. Through the Flamingo, down to the High Roller Ferris wheel, back up to the stores, back to the monorail and back to MGM. The girls and I logged 6.5 miles of walking, mostly inside MGM. Does that count as hiking?? The real flamingoes at the Flamingo, which was named after the long legs of casino owner Bugsy Siegel’s girlfriend.

Back at MGM we killed even more time, walking around looking for non-casino places to sit, charge our devices and use their WiFi. The disappointment I felt when the outlet we found turned out to be not functional rivaled the feeling I got when I realized I had to wait almost a year until Dead to Me season 2 comes out.

At one point some alarm in the hotel went off and Ally and Mallory freaked out. I assumed it was a false alarm, Ally assumed it was a fire and wanted to get out of there, and Mallory assumed it was a shooter and demanded we leave. It’s quite a world we live in. A very nice hotel employee calmed them down by assuring them it was just a test.

We finally left for the airport and met Casey and Ron there. They watched eight hours of basketball, Casey got about a dozen autographs, and they saw even more NBA players, including Giannis, Andre Drummond and Reggie Jackson, in the stands. His day was made.

  • Pistons first round draft pick Sekou Doumbouya
  • Hornets player Devonte Graham
  • Sixers player Zharie Smith

Our flight took off this time without issue and landed in Charlotte at 6 a.m. We pulled into the driveway about 8 a.m. and realized we had a flat tire. Snap back to reality alright.

Our final tally was 1,388 miles, six national parks, two state parks, one national monument and one lost iPad. Not too shabby.

To take stock of the vacation, I had everyone fill out a questionnaire. Their results are here:

MalloryCaseyAllyCatRon
Favorite national park

ZionGrand CanyonGrand Canyon & ZionBryceZion
Least favorite national parkCapitol ReefMonument ValleyMonument ValleyCapitol Reef but I still loved itNone
Favorite campgroundZionBryceZion & Capitol ReefZionCapitol Reef
Best mealTorrey’s Grill & BBQTorrey’s Grill & BBQPasta Jay’s in MoabQuesadilla Mobilla in MoabPB&J on hikes
Favorite activityAll besides hikingJet boatJet boat & UTVJet boatThe Narrows
Best thing about the RVSpace during drivesLots of room and space to play cardsRotating beds every nightNot having to pack up every nightNo packing and unpacking
Worst thing about the RVBeing close to my siblings for so longToo small when you’re drivingWhere I stored my clothesLoud when you driveThe noise from the rubber hose that broke off on Day 1 and made noise when we drove
Would you recommend this trip?Yes, if they like their familyYesyes, especially my friend ReeseYesYes
What tip would you give about the RV?Stay away from your siblingsThings fall when you driveThings fall when you driveDon’t pack too muchGet a big RV
Favorite fact you learnedNight sky info Rocks at Zion are made from lava/magmaIt’s hotter at the bottom of the Grand CanyonThe Colorado River carved the Grand CanyonHow petrified wood is made
Best souvenirMoab T-shirtMoab Jet boat hatShelley the big horn sheep stuffed animalMy stickersMemories
Favorite hikeThe Narrows and hiking when canyoneeringCanyoneering hike at ZionUTV ride hike in MoabThe Narrows in ZionThe Narrows in Zion
Least favorite hikeBryce Canyon because it was longThe Narrows because the water was coldBryce CanyonNoneNone



Guess who’s back

A couple of months ago, I realized I accidently let my domain expire and lost the site for awhile. When I went to get it back, the domain was available but the content was a little trickier. Thanks to the WayBackMachine and $80 I was able to have someone scrape the archived version and get *most* of the content for me.

I then had to figure out to actually upload the files, which took several failed attempts. It’s live now but some of the pages appear to be lost.

All that’s to say, bear with me as some of the links to the old blog posts don’t work. It’s a work in progress, but aren’t we all.

Peace. XO.