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Alright, I got from Argentina on sunday night but I just thought about sleeping, then monday I forgot and yesterday I was all day in bed because I got sick, and I am not well just yet lol but I am alive and back at work. You're gonna know all what happened to me on my trip to Argentina.
I woke up on Thursday, March 17th at around 9 am, I remembered the day it was and I got so nervous, and excited. Took my shower, got dressed, ate breakfast as I could, because I felt like I could barely eat, and at around noon we left to the airport with my mom. My dad was waiting for us there-- he took a break from work to go and say good bye.
After doing my check in at the counter it was time to go to take the plane. No need to mention I almost felt like I'd throw up. The whole trip was really exciting, and I'd be going alone. Went through international police (at the metal detector the thing made a beep, it was my belt but it was funny to be checked and all lol) and then waited in line to get on the plane and board. I was shaking, I almost felt like crying. In my mind I reviewed all the steps left to do, what papers to turn in and whatnot.
The girl kept a copy of my boarding pass and I walked as I could through the halls to sit on my seat at the plane, I looked to both sides, really, I don't know why I was shaking so much!. I take my seat and just grab my purse so tight, I wanted to just crawl and curl up in those moments. The trip was around 2 hours long, it wasn't that bad at all. I had relaxed a little bit but at the moment we landed something else made me nervous, the fact we had to go through international police again. I waited in line around half an hour, the line was really really long, but it went just fine. I grabbed my suitcase and hired a cab to take me to my sister's appartment. The trip from the airport to my sister's appartment took half an hour, it was around 6:30 pm when I arrived. I left my stuff and inmediately left to meet other fans at "Plaza San Martín". It was around 7:15 pm.
When I arrived to that place all the girls were taking pictures and all, it was fun. I talked and said hi to some of the girls and the chilean girls in there. Around 8 pm or so we left and went to have an ice cream or something, it was really hot in Buenos Aires. I went back home at around 10 pm and got online on my sister's computer for a while, then my sister had a few friends over so we just chilled, until the moment they decided to go out lol. Well, it started raining, and we all got separated somehow... gawd it was the worst, we had to make our way back to the appartment on foot and soaking wet.
The next day I woke up early, and started to listen to a cd I burned with a few covers and unreleased songs from Hanson. I could not eat at all, I felt I'd just... faint or something, my stomach felt really weird. I took really long to have my lunch. After that I left to the hotel Hanson would stay. I met the girls again, took pics and talked. My "friend" (the one I've been talking about that I had problems with)showed a video she taped at the airport because she and the girls she was with went to the airport to receive Hanson, then followed them to the Hotel. When the van arrived I tried to take pics but they were awful lol and I could not see them. A little while later I went back to my sister's appartment to charge my camera's batteries a little bit but they had already left, and by 4:45 pm I was already at the venue, Teatro Gran Rex. I talked to some girls from Uruguay and took pics at the venue door as I waited for my "friend" because she got a m&g too. She arrived a few minutes later and we just started talking and all.
We waited 3 hours before they'd let us in to the Meet and Greet. Gawd I felt like I'd die right there, but I took a deep breathe and I got over all those feelings. We were waiting at the door, then they let us in the venue, and we have to sit down again and keep waiting. Suddenly the guys come out and wave, it took a while for me to realize it was them. Zac walked right by us and talked to some guy at the lights and Tay asked for more light in spanish, then they went back in to the backstage. We were 13, and they divided us in groups of 5, my group was the second to go in. When it was our turn we walked backstage and there they were, they waved and smile at us. I came up to each one of the guys and shook their hands and gave them a kiss on their cheek, a nice latinamerican way to say hi. I really could not believe I was there, it was so surreal! I first said hi to Ike, then Tay, and finally Zac. Inmediatelly after that we posed for pictures. The funny thing was that I didn't really know where to stand, cuz everybody else had taken their places, and Ike calls me to his side so I pose next to him for the pic, I grabbed him tight and had my biggest smile, he's the one I like the most. Ike then said they'd sign something really quick and so I took out a picture I had for them to sign. It's big so I'll put it in a frame along with my meet and greet pic. I first had Ike to sign my pic, then he gave it to Zac as he was like "Geeze Zac, you always ruin pics..." and all because in the pic I gave them Zac was looking wherever but the camera. I laughed so hard at that joke. Then Zac signed my picture, and I remembered about the gifts I was carrying. I went to Ike again and gave him the 3 packages of gifts, told him they'd decide who gets what and explained one to them, because it was a typical instrument from the north of Chile, a Zampoña, so he needed to know. I said to Ike that I'd want to hear the Zampoña in one of their future songs, so I pray that will happen. But something was missing. Tay. I turned to him and asked him to sign the picture and his comment was "This picture is so green..." and signed it, I just giggled. When he was done I talked to him. I told him I was a sound engineer, and he smiled and went "well that's great! awesome" I smiled big and told him that once in class in college I had to work on his voice. He puts a weird face "My voice?" and I go "yes! it was what you guys recorded back in year 2000 at a radio station when you went to Chile" and then he said it was great and as much as I wanted to keep talking he cut the convo there, wished me luck and all. I could understand because it was almost time to go. I wanted to talk more to Zac but too bad I couldn't. I remember while Ike was signing my pic I looked back and there was Zac, he had this boyinhs grin I loved so much. I smiled sweetly and shrugged, he did the same at me. When it was time to go I gave them three a hug a kiss and shook their hands again. I hugged Zac tightly, and god he has a nice body. I said "This is just great man..." and Zac smiled big, said "yeah yeah thank you." and I had to leave.
We had to go out and stand in line again just as everyone else to get in to the concert, so that's what I did, took my seat and waited for the concert to start. I was alone in that moment because my sister was not there yet, but this girl was sitting close so we talked a little. My sister made it to the venue a few minutes later and at around 9 pm the support band started playing, it lasted around half an hour. But the concert didn't start until past 10 pm because some girls didn't respect their seats and went up front, so the guards wouldn't allow the show to start until everyone was in their seats. They came out and they started with Strong Enough To Break. Zac was great, looked around and smiled all the time and waved at us, Ike as always with his eyes closed just playing and feeling the music, and Tay is the show man each time. Ike forgot the lyrics to Hand in Hand so he started all over again, Tay made mistakes in With you in your Dreams, This Time around and Lost Without each other. But they weren't that big, he repeated a phrase once or something like that, or a finger would not be on the right note at the piano. Still, what was amazong was to see how they rotate the instruments and they just play them all wonderfully, with no problems at all. What I did miss though was some sort of... spectacular Zac solo at the drums. The songs are simple and don't really let him display all the talent he has, all the talent I know he has. The sound was great, the place had great acoustics. Hey, I can't help it I am a sound engineer. The support band suffered a little feedback once but it was quickly solved. But the rest was awesome, the sound was awesome, nothing to say about it or complain. In Chile we don't really have venues like that, oh well. At the end of the concert, the guys said good bye, but we didn't want them to leave just yet, so I started singing "Oleeeeeeeee ole ole oleeeeeee Hanson Hanson" and all the girls around me followed me that was really amazing. So the guys came out again and sang A Song to Sing. They sang songs from the three albums they have, no covers or unreleased songs. When the last song was over the lights went on and I went back to the appartment with my sister, because I didn't see anyone from Chile to ask what they were doing. I was alone all the time. So yes, back at my sister's appartment. We had a few drinks and went to bed.
The next day I wanted to go to the airport, to say good bye to Hanson, but going over would be too expensive and too much to be going by myself, so I didn't, besides my sister is not such a big fan to go with me. Instead we did some shopping. Exactly at 7 pm I looked at my watch and sighed, that was the time they'd be leaving. Anyway, we were back at the appartment around 8 or 8:30 pm and we had to wait for my sister's friend outside, a long time, because she had the keys, it was awful, I was mad. Again they had friends over at night and they went out to dance, I didn't wanna go and my sister wanted to talk with her boyfriend on msn so yeah, we stayed. I don't really like to go dancing because I feel so intimidated by it... I don't know, I feel like I am not that good at dancing and then since I am short it's also sometihng to make me really uncomfortable, and the tohught of some stranger coming up to me and wanting to talk or whatever. So I just went to bed and had a good night sleep.
Sunday was the day I left, so I woke up and prepared everything to just be ready to go. At around 1:30 pm the cab came to pick me up and took me to the airport. At around 2 pm I was standing in line for my check in. So I did that and went through the whole paper thing and international police again. The metal detector sounded again because of my belt, this time it was a woman who touched me all over and checked me because of it I felt so weird, but anyway. I took the plane back to Chile after buying a few things at the Duty Free store, took my seat at the plane and around 2 hours later I was in Chile again, standing in line AGAIN at the international police, turning in papers and all. I was one of the last people in line because I was really far behind on the plane, but that's ok. I met my parents and headed home.
Despite the fact it was a huge bummer to have to move around alone, the fact I had no one to share any of this with, and feeling... just alone, this was the best trip ever, my best time ever, I'll never forget those days in Buenos Aires. I made the best of those days over there, and made the best of my moment with Hanson. This trip was a lesson of life, a trip that taught me about what and who are friends, what friends should do, it taught me... in life we can't expect others to think of you the way you want, but then again, there's some people that do, I believe in that It taught me not to wait on anyone. These feelings will not bring down the memories I have from my trip. This was my experience, my trip. And it was the best. And ah, I'll add pictures the next time.
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