Day 10 / The crazy raid

That morning we had to travel many miles in a few hours. The route was Las Vegas / Los Angeles - Los Angeles / Phoenix - Phoenix / Mesa.

Yes, three states in one day.

NEVADA – CALIFORNIA - ARIZONA

Yes, three states in one day. HAHAHA

A few days before the start of our trip, we found out about the cancellation of the band concert in Mesa, but we had even the concert in Tucson and was very difficult for us to switch all reservations so we went to Mesa anyway.

I have not much to tell about Mesa. Perhaps only two things deserve to be mentioned.

A very funny was waiting for the bus recent arrivals to Phoenix. A boy, who was sitting on the curb, hearing that we were talking in a foreign language wonder where we are from. I answered that we were from Argentina and he said ohhh… What are you doing here in Mesa? I replied then: Don’t worry I ask the same question myself.

The other was at the front desk of the hotel where we stayed. We had ordered a taxi to tour the city, we were very tired… remember, three states in one day, Eugenia sit in a huge armchair and approximately two minutes later she fell asleep there. That's not a big problem, the problem was that I could hear she snoring from the other side of the hall. LOL.

We did not have anything to do. Guess what? Yeah baby… we went shopping.

Day 9 / The War is won & After-show

Unfortunately, when I was very close to getting up on stage, a guy who looked like a huge mountain stopped me.

First I tried to explain Jared had chosen me but he did not understand or did not want to understand. So then I just start to insult him… in Spanish, in English, in whatever HAHAHA

My dear Gaston would say – Que vida injusta (T.N. That unfair life). I thought about getting on anyway, but I did not want to end in jail.

Nothing was going to ruin that night. Nothing. After a while struggling and kicking I abandoned the attempt and enjoy a full orchestra final.

When we left the place and I went to get some drinks, some soft drinks. While waiting for my sister we do not stop to chat about the concert and, when she finally came out, we do not stop to chat about the concert.

OMG OMG OMG… I just finished reading the blog of Eugenia… How could I forget what Tomito said the day we met, He was hugging us and at one point said – We are sharing some love… AWWWW OMG How could I forget that?

LH leads us to the hotel. On the way I discovered some people can do more than one thing at the same time. She, certainly, can drive, sing to the cries and see photos all at the same time. LMAO Plus, she don’t killed us on the road.

She also can drive, sing to the cries, see photos and kiss a picture of S in the camera. I have proof but, this life sucks... but anyway I love this life, that's the only reason why I'm NOT going to show you that picture

In the hotel she took our “putas” baggage. She also saw for the first time her baskets. There is no love at first sight, but… will exist love at first scoop?

Was a great night from start to finish. I would have liked to share a little more time with my little sister but I have a hunch, if life brought us together it may do so again.

I put here some photos of that wonderful meetings's night. Echelons I will take you in my heart forever.

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...

To be continue...

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.