Day 9 / The Concert - Chapter 2

Already passed the initial impact we really enjoyed the show. I almost hit an idiot girl who was ahead of me. She was all the time complained because other people touched her. You are in a rock concert BITCH!!!, not in one of the Philharmonic so Fuck YOU!!!

At one point Jared stopped playing the guitar and pull his pick to the audience. There had more than two thousand people… Who got it? I got it. I am a damn lucky girl.

The first half of the concert was very quiet and relaxed, the situation changed dramatically after J attempted to sing a few songs in acoustic version… IN THE MIDDLE OF THE AUDIENCE. By the way, he started with “Hurricane”, my favourite song, but a small child from the public touched the heart of Jared asking for Kings and Queens. LA PUTA MADRE QUE LO PARIÓ (T.N.: sorry i don’t have traslation for that). After that everything was a chaos.

In the middle of that chaos, I remembered my dear “GIRLS OF CHAOS” and her famous words “…we are lovers not fighters except when we are at the pit” Well spoken girls!!! I was at the pit… The “I ALMOST hit an idiot girl” lost the “ALMOST” on the road and I end up facing the stage. Cool.

I do not stop jumping for a minute. Who had a knee surgery? LOL

Ok ok you going to talk less and show more pics.

Then the end was near, Jared saw my flag and he chose me and others to go on stage to sing K&Q. The people, who were all around me, was really nice helping me to transgress the security fences (I had a bruise for three weeks).

To be continued...

Day 9 / The Concert - Chapter 1

Lights out, the bustle grows, PUM PUM PUM!!! Here are, these are Street Drum Corps. But wait a minute, what's that? Who is that piece of meat for export? Woooaaaooo…

Let me introduce you Mister Bobby Alt.

He is cute even with striped tights.

I had heard his music and knew I was going to enjoy their performance but Bobby was undoubtedly a plus. My God, when he sang I miss you… I miss you… I almost died.

Sticks and stones, a broken home,

I don’t want to be alone.

I miss you. I miss you.

I know I can’t make things right,

I just want you back in my life.

I miss you. I miss you.


The show they do is amazing, is powerful and full of energy. Everyone waiting for more but time is tyrant. My dear Bobby leaves the stage and the place is occupied by Neon Trees. EEEEWWWWW!!!

I did not like his music, I did not like his esthetics and I really really hate their singer. He spat someone from the public, he touch herself on stage OMG, again, I really hate that guy.

Nothing will convince me otherwise. He's a stupid fat and unpresentable man. I will not say a word more about this band.

Approximately 10 minutes after they finished Jared surprised us with a tweet with a pic included OMG his hair was very blonde. Tamara, Eugenia and I look at that picture thinking… “could be worse"

Then the curtain fell and the silence was shocking. The time had come. This is War.

Of course It’s Murphy's law “if something could be worse, will be worse” Jared had his Mohawk of furious-pink. Why, mother of God, why?

Find the 5 differences:

Ok the microphone you have one already...

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Day 9 / Pre-concert Episode 2

We still had to wait long and I was getting nervous because my echelon sister did not come. She had our tickets so if she didn’t appear there would be no concert for us.

The security men of hotel not letting us form the line and asked us to circulate within the casino but my friend forgot his ID at our hotel and she has a baby face so… she could not stand in line, she could not be in the casino area, they would not let us practically live. POR DIOS SANTO!!!

The poor girl had to surround the entire building only to go to the toilet. Ohhh I forgot she could not smoke neither. GIVE US A BREAK!!!

Around 5 pm they finally allowed us to form the line. We were very well positioned, before us only the VIPs and the three pairs of Golden Tickets (those damn lucky girls).

A moment after that LH show up. Believe me, she had driven a car over 5 hours, she had no makeup, she wore sportswear and tennis shoes but she looked like a Barbie doll. (I bet she will come here to read this and she will say it is not true). To enlarge her beauty she had in her hands the huge box with our new t-shirts and our tickets for the concert that night and for the Festival at Tucson.YAY…

She greeted me and one of the first things she asked was if I had seen Slayter. I was not seen the "mocoso" (T.N. “brat”) there and we NEVER see him. The boy NEVER came. GRRRR…

LH had obtained a “special pass” in return for filming the concert. I was very happy for her but it meant that we were not going to share the show. AWWWW

Later he told us a very funny anecdote. She and her husband almost die in a traffic accident right after she saw the giant sign announcing the concert. Then she made her “happy dance” for first, of many, times.

This happy dance is one "things" crazy and indescribable. Something to die of laughter.

About 7:30 pm, half hour later than they had promised, they let us enter the theatre but they only did that to make us form a new line inside.

At 8:00 pm we ran downstairs to occupy our places. We were very very close to the stage, good, one more time the long wait and patience had been our allies.

Soon... Day 9 / The Concert

Day 9 / Grand Canyon Helicopter Tour & Pre-concert Episode 1

I was going to get on a helicopter Woooohoooo!!! The guy from the tourist agency picked me up promptly at 7:30 a.m.

When I arrive at the airport, for a moment, I felt a little scared. The helicopter, in the distance, looked like a mosquito… What the hell. I would be thousands of feet off the ground sitting in a mosquito? However, when I was ensconced in my seat, I discovered a nice sign on the control panels that said:

This made me laugh so much that I forgot where I was sitting. Ohhh I almost forgot to tell, when I was climbing into the cabin I'm wrong door and I was close sit in the pilot's seat LOL. That would have been a suicide trip but could have been a good title for a fable “P piloting a mosquito” LMAO.

What I can tell about this tour… the views are amazing and the experience of flying on those huge cliffs a flood of adrenaline. Everything was so incredible that I did not remember, in all that time, the agenda for this afternoon.

Back at the hotel Eugenia was waiting for me in our room. She had managed to order breakfast and I congratulate she on this. What I mean is, she finally did it, alone but she quickly told me she had asked for someone who spoke Spanish in the cafeteria… HAHAHA

We went to Subway to get some snacks and drinks and from there we went straight to the Palms.

It was around 2 pm when we arrived. Of course there was hardly anyone there. You must be crazy or very anxious to go many hours before. We are mad and we were anxious but we were not the only ones. There were a small group of local echelons.

The guys of Mars had organized a small hunt with 3 pairs of Golden Tickets but our fucking (puto) BlackBerry never worked to follow the clues. That “thing” runs though to read a message from J who said:

You can imagine what we did. We ran, as insane persons, looking for the hotel shop. We were like 8 by this time. Then a hotel security man, saw us looking for something like desperate, he approached one of the girls and asked – What are you looking for? I and any other person consistent would have said the hotel shop… but she stared fixedly him and unperturbed she answered JARED LETO!!! (Que HdP) no comments.

Coming up... Day 9 / Pre-concert Episode 2

Day 8 / Mars Guys

J appeared on the scene and I told him we were from Argentina and we had nearly 15 hours of flight.

He hug me. I can not find a way to express what I felt at that moment.

He was adorable but it is difficult to embrace the guy of the posters on your wall. So I felt a little embarrassed and I try to push away him.

Then he said - No, no, no, no, no, give me another hug. AWWWWW. Ok baby you want it, you have it. Now will have to come armed forces to rescue him LOL!!!

We take this pic… if you look carefully, as my sister LH did, you can see that is a historical photo.

Try again, can you not see it?

Ok let me help you with this photo’s detail with zoom. Can you see it now?

Yeah… J he has a bottle of pomegranite dyeing in his hand. This is probably the last picture of him with his "normal" hair. I mean normal, nothing is normal in J.

Dyeing and Dying there is only one key of difference between these two words, very very close, what a funny coincidence a little later our guy's hair dying under a horrible coat of dyeing. One irony of life. A “colourful” irony. Sorry I’m a poet.

Later came Tomito. Had I said before I had felt a little embarrassed with J? HAHAHA I say that only because I still had not seen Tomo.

He hug us, one on each side of his arms, and literally started to scream – Argentina, they are from Argentina, watch them Tim they are from Argentina. He scream and he crawl us all over the place for long time.

He is so sweet, I think he is the best. Look at that cute kitten t-shirt he have on the pic. Is not he cute too? Yeah…

He asked us if we had heard some of the sound check. We did not but none of that was important at that time. The long wait had obtained good results and it was all that mattered.

Shannon was still missing. As always we had to wait more for him.

Not much to say about him. He does not speak, he amost does not smile, he just does nothing. He only was there invading the place with his perfume.

I do not know why but I'm sure, if you ask all the people who have known him, which is what their remember most about Shannon... they will respond - He smell very very well.

Day 8 / MGM’s Lions & Our Tigers

This morning we made a short list of things to do. We had to go to MGM to see the lions, we had to find a travel agency to buy an helicopter’s trip to the Grand Canyon for my and we wanted to go to the Palms to make a “field study” in the Pearl Concert Theater.

We begin with the most important. Reserve a place for me inside a helicopter to go to Grand Canyon. That was too easy. 15 minutes and 300 dollars later I already had my seat. We continue by the majestic MGM and their lions. Awesome those animals are wonderful. Although I was a little sadness to see them stuck in that glass cage.

We needed to eat something and this time we choose to come back to the Wynn and eat in “The Buffet” WOOOOHOOO…

All the food in that place was spectacular, the desserts in one word superb. Look at this pic. I ate a little bit of all those desserts.

Look at this pic. I ate a little bit of all those desserts.

I wanted to stay and live there but Eugenia was anxious to go to the Palms. For the first time all trip we did what she wanted, THANK GOD.

As soon as we arrived we saw that the place was full of posters and neon lights announcing the concert. Cool.

Then Eugenia saw someone whose face was familiar, was Emma. And my friend said something that sounded like music to my ears – If Emma is here, Jared is here. Ok, ok, ok, can we set up a camp here? We will stay to wait was my immediate response and she agreed.

I need one more pee break but I waited over an hour, only when I was about to explode I ran to the bathroom. That was ridiculous we had another hour to wait.

Finally… quietly J appeared on the scene. To be continued… HAHAHAHA How many of you are hating me right now?

Day / 7 Cont.

In the evening we returned to Downtown we had to enjoy The Freemont Experience and obvious eat my lobster.

The center of the city welcomed us with open arms and “Coronas” to 2 bucks. This is a great way to welcome us. We bought, and drank course, a couple. We had to take a number at the restaurant. I was not the only person who wanted to eat a lobster for $12. While we’re waiting other 2 beers .

We order our dinner, I ordered “the lobster special” and Eugenia, as usual, a hamburger we decided to be "original" with drinks and ordered 2 beers HAHAHA.

Look at my face in the pic next to my dear lobster, some people may be happy with very little.

After dinner we decided it was a nice night to continue drinking… My mother's name is Margarita, I love my mum, I love Margarita… Let’s drink Margaritas? We bought a giant strawberry margarita in a huge glass as a football ball.

The problem was after The Freemont Experience Show because we wanted to return to The Strip and we can’t bring alcohol inside the buses. How shit we would carry our ball? perhaps we would have to leave it? Nooooo way. Again how shit we would carry our ball? Of course, of course in a bag.

We don’t stop to laugh or take care of our "bag" on the whole trip. Half the laughs because the situation was funny the other half… you know the contents of the ball.

We ended the night singing to screaming around the street. Having lived in Mexico I have developed a good tolerance to alcohol. My friend never lived in Mexico. End of topic.

Day / 7 Another Mall and Freemont Experience

Now was the turn of the Las Vegas Premium Outlets Las Vegas located at the north of town. This was MY mall, only big premium brands.

My partner again thought that this was not a place for her and again she was wrong. Before that I decided to get off the bus on Freemont Street. Only a stupid can think that a show with a giant highlights roof can operate in broad daylight. Guess what ladies and gentlemen? Yes I'm that kind of stupid… But that mistake was useful because we could see a variety of gastronomic offers, some very interesting and cheap.

Definitely had to go back there... I want a lobster, I really want one.

Already in the Mall we toured several shops and bought in many of them. This place was like an amusement park for me: Armani, Banana Republic, Guess, Harley Davidson, Tommy Hilfiger and more YAY!!

Eugenia buy a spectacular ball gown for less than 20 dollars that was really a bargain. That was one of the best purchases ever even though Armani belts were close.

Our coffee of the evening was again at Starbucks but this time I discovered something wonderful, dedicated to my friend Jana, my coffee was accompanied by the spectacular 3 chocolate Cupcake. I had my own Coffee cupcake HAHAHA

We do not forget we had to buy the small suitcases. We needed a carry on to continue our trip because my beloved sister LH, thank God, had agreed to carry our luggage back to California. You maybe forgot about the 240 dollars we had to pay to bring them… We did not.

We entered a shop and Euge choose a good quality one but full of color drawings, I thought it was a joke, was not. (Sorry a spanish thing: en serio esta llena de chirimbolos de colores). I was faithful to my manners and choose an orange Kenneth Cole. Then we try to put all our purchases inside… just try.

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Day 6 / The Strip & Shopping Mall the first one - Vegas Night

We awoke very early this morning and had breakfast at Starbucks. She finally was convinced Starbucks is not the best coffee shop in the world… why? because in US stores they don’t have White Mocha Frappuccino LMAO!!!.

We walked whole “The Strip” again and take a stack of photos.

Some of the most incredible things I saw there were the M&M World woooow I love the rainbow of chocolates I had wanted to eat all of them.

Another wonderful place is the Hard Rock Cafe for some rock lovers like us is definitely a great place to visit.

We also visited some hotels they all have something in common, extravagance, a bizarre need to show money (The money they take away the stupid people sitting in the slot, course).

In the afternoon we decide, I decided, do what I do best -except talk yeah maybe- SHOPPING. Las Vegas have two large Malls one at each end of town Eugenia then, wanted to know which one we would go. Poor girl to this sentence was missing a word, the word is FIRST, to which one we would go FIRST. HEHEHE

She agreed to accompany me but she said she would not buy anything in that place (of course I do not believed in her in that moment). We begin by Las Vegas Outlet Center, in lit

tle over an hour I realized I was right, she already had several bags in their hands… I mean I also had bags but I never said I was not going to buy things even, to be honest, I think she bought more than me that day.

At night we chose to take a new ride by The Strip to see the shows offered by hotels. In a few lines, if you go to Las Vegas, you can not miss under any circumstances the Mirage Volcano or the Bellagio Fountains with their spectacular dancing waters. You can not miss neither the show at Treasure Island however we did it.

Day 5 / LAX to Las Vegas - Vegas baby Vegas.-

We got up very early to go to the airport. Everything was great until now, UNTIL NOW.

On the Airline’s desktop they tell us that the checking is done with a machine, a stupid machine that only speaks English, of course, and never was able to recognize our reservation number. WTF?

25 minutes later… they inform us that domestic flights not transport any baggage for free… Whaaaaaaaaaaaat??? Any? – Not any at all. So we pay 120 dollars, each, for our luggage.

45 minutes later… In short version we almost miss the flight because we still had to do the naked dance for the TSA’s people.

1 hour & 15 minutes later… Only we were out so at the exact moment that we were in the seats the plane took off.

An hour after that the great lights welcomed us to Las Vegas. We needed to pick up our luggage. After walking what seemed to us two miles a man pointed a train. A train to pick up our luggage? YES. Perhaps this is the reason why you have to pay 120 dollars. LOL

At last we arrived to the hotel the incredible Encore at Wynn. Was too early to give us a room but someone picked up all our luggage and we could make then a first tour of the hotel and take a delicious breakfast.

When we finally assigned a room to us (By the way on the floor 55) We take the elevator and surprise surprise there was only one huge bed. ESTOS HIJOS DE PUTA!!! Thought they we were a couple? Of course I had to go downstairs to fix the misunderstanding.

Fixed issue the new room was even better than the first one. Cool. The Strip’s view was spectacular even during the day.

That day we walked “The Strip” from the beginning until the end and back. We were exhausted at night but don’t worry… Yes I take a bath that night that tub was enough tempting for me. YAY. I still do not know how but I managed to wet all the bathroom. Really ALL the bathroom. I am the “master of the wet”.

The beds would merit a separate chapter but not this time, I was so so tired I went to sleep.

Day 3 / Rodeo Drive – Roxbury Cafe & The Hive.-

We pay a two days ticket of a tourist bus. Bad idea, that shit was going at walking speed and find a stop in the map was like playing treasure hunt.

Almost 1 hour later we arrived at Rodeo Drive. Not much to say about this place all over the place you can smell the scent of the money.

Trying to find a stop in the fucking map we find a street calling North Roxbury. Yes, yes, yes one block more and we were in Roxbury Cafe the second spot required in the Mars Tour.

Forgetting that I had to lunch wearing my jacket despite the air conditioning, because my martian shirt seemed too much for us in that place, I think it was one of the best meals of the trip.

We ordered grilled salmon with rice and steamed vegetables, was excellent.

While we had lunch I was told Euge if she had seen the picture on the wall. She had not made that and she nearly choked with the fish… there was a copy of the platinum’s disc of our guys. That was not the only surprise there, can you imagine my face when i discovered our deluxe waiter? Filip, Tomo’s bro, was who assisted us.

TIP: If you go in spring/summer to the Cafe is not necessary to wear your jacket there Filip can feel an echelon miles away. I’m a stupid, stupid woman HAHAHAHA

Later we started the long road to The Hive. When we saw the first Melrose Av. signal I can swear that we were shaking legs.

Still missing a couple of blocks for 7714 but we could feel it in the air. That was like a Christian going to the Vatican. I have luck my mom does not speak English because if she read this could kill me for sacrilege.

And finally there it was “THIS IS WAR” in the messy J’s handwriting. This was one of the most dream pics. Third spot in the Mars Tour done. I remembered at that time my smile seeing Jared painting on the wall.

The place was closed also the new one, we don’t cares… would be time for a sweet revenge. Awww I almost died when I saw the cross of roses for Jade, she will be forever in my memory and in the memory of many us. Jade I salute you wherever you are my friend.