THE UNDOING

Hi again there, this is the sequel of my Interpol’s chronicle! I’ve just finished the translation so here the 1st part and the original in Spanish . Like I said before this is only a writing exercise to improve my English and also to express what I lived and felt when I met them, my point of view as a method of catharsis. Enjoy :D

Now was the time to search someone who wanted to go with me to the show, but anyone could do it because there are always the same excuses and obligations (work, university, some friend birthday, etc) but what am I supposed to do with the extra ticket?. I couldn’t sell it because it was a free show although there were some people who want to make their business. But I won’t sell it because it was something that they gave to me, I mean, the band gave it for free. And that was the reason that I decided to give it to another fans who really want it. After a lot of tweets and retweets to offered it, I found someone who wanted it.


We met in the centre of the city and I gave it to her. We talk about the tickets, the coming show, Interpol (of course!), etc. But I wanted to go where was going to be the location of the show will be performing. I didn’t used to go around Puerto Madero even when It’s a lovely place, modern, full of skyscrapers, elegant and expensive. It always reminds me NYC, (for what I know about that place because I haven’t been there yet but I will). I wanted to check where they will stay, see some of the hotels around there –but I had a clue “They might stay at Hotel Madero” someone told me that. We walked, asked some people how to get there and after went along Puerto Madero’s streets between luxury hotels and buildings, we arrived.

The workers were buildinf the stage in the amphitheatre, after those rainy days it was all covered with mud and the sky still cloudy. We keep walking and we ask to some prefecture officials where the Madero Hotel was. They told me that it was two blocks from there and it’s a big building with a big blue ‘M’ on the top. The I asked them about the Faena Hotel –another remote possibility- and they said it’s three block turning right.

We went to the Madero and It was a very big building which occupied the block but it had a very discrete elegant entry. My first idea was ‘they didn’t put any security fence or something like that ( like when I went to met Muse and I was crushing for the other fans when Dominic Howard came up and he was right in front of me)

It was weird, but also it was a relief and a plust, because that means that I’ll have more chances to meet them, without a security protocol.

Well, we went to the Faena and after that we went back to the centre, I say goodbye to her and took the bus to my university while I was listening to Interpol with my mp4, as usual, thinking about what will be.

Besides I had a feeling that maybe that same evening they will arrive to Argentina, but the airport is a lot of kilometers away of the city, and it was obvious that they will be exhausted after the flight ( even when it’s a very short flight between Santiago de Chile-Buenos Aires at least 1 and a half hour)or maybe they wanted to go around the city and rest. Those were the reason that go to the airport it wasn’t an option for me.

After the university and get to the flat, some Golden Circle tickets (VIP) appear on internet, something that I didn’t believe because all the tickets were General tickets, so I say goodbye to my chance to be on first row. But after to ask to the organization, they said there weren’t those tickets, but I didn’t know what to think. Later ‘La Musique’ a facebook page from here they will made a contest for those tickets  just I have to make a comment and get a lot of likes on it.

Thankfully to all my friends, Interpol fans friends who help me to get those like but I was the fourth, so that means no Meet&Greet , no Golden Circle tickets, and I was so close to win. But I’m still with my General ticket and I will meet them.

At night, I confirmed my feelings, three guys went to the airport to wait for Interpol, they get autographs, photos, etc. I knew that will happen but I didn’t care and I tried to be worried about it because tomorrow must be my day.

I couldn’t sleep well. I was thinking about everything, I was feeling that I could explode of joy. I was dreaming that I’m going meet Daniel, and we talk and he’s wearing one of his suits, as usual, impeccable, and I don’t know, his tie, then all went foggy and messy and I fell in a deep dream.


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  1. visualinfidelity said: I’m loving this =)
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