Some weekends feel slow and lazy. And then there are weekends like this one—where you blink and suddenly it’s Sunday night, your feet hurt in the best way, and your camera roll looks like three different people lived your weekend for you.
It kicked off on Friday with Maroon 5 absolutely owning the stage. There’s something about hearing the songs you’ve belted out in the car actually live, surrounded by thousands of people singing the same words with the same chaos-level energy. It’s loud, it’s electric, and for a couple of hours you forget every to-do list in your life. Adam Levine hits one note and suddenly you’re 18 again.
Saturday switched gears completely. The Dallas Zoo is always fun, but it hits different when you go in weekend mode—cold brew in hand, wandering from one habitat to the next like you’ve been temporarily adopted by the animals. Kids laughing, random animal facts you didn’t know you needed, and that sweet spot of sunshine that makes the whole place feel like an outdoor escape. Even the flamingos were vibing.
And then came Sunday—the final chapter with a touch of magic. The Harry Potter exhibit in Dallas is like stepping straight into the pages you grew up reading. You walk in and instantly feel that old familiar excitement, like Hogwarts might actually send you a late acceptance letter. Wands, robes, potions, little details everywhere… it’s immersive enough that even if you’re not a die-hard fan, you leave feeling like you’ve brushed against something enchanted.
By the time Sunday night rolled around, it felt like I’d squeezed a week’s worth of moments into three days—music that shook the walls, a zoo that slowed things down, and a world of magic that brought the kid in me right back up to the surface. Busy? Absolutely. Worth it? Every second.
Kenrick Vaz 