Expect to find the "haunted" school (was Dubuque or Rock Island for me)
Expect to play the game. A LOT.
Expect push back from people who don't want to play the game.
Expect to play the game with things that you're not sure what they are.
Expect to be a connoisseur of a gym by the smell of the varnish on the floor.
Expect to have nights where the bus is too cold, and the gym is too hot.
Expect 20 years later to have a moment that takes you back to a crystal clear moment in time on tour.
Expect to love the words "stadium lights" and hate the words "Good Morning"...
Expect after show leftovers.
Expect to determine which corps have better after show leftovers than yours and befriend one of their members. :)
Expect to get home after tour and not be able to sleep in your bed, no matter how comfortable it is.
Expect to learn to appreciate the 5 minutes that the calcium lights (in the gym) take to warm up is 5 extra minutes of sleep.
Expect to look at today's marching members and think "they're just kids"
Expect strong Gatorade the day after Grocery Drop Off, and weak, colored Gator-water 5-7 days later.
Expect to hate the words "Starting Line, Run-Through" until it is your day of quarters, semis, or finals.
and...
On the Bob Barker Note, expect that Hulk Hogan may have died trying to resurrect his career by bursting his jugular vein in the weight room.