While KISS coming to Chile was to many an event "unforgettable", for others a concert too expensive and inaccessible for those who love Music was an event of "life or death," or we were or we were, of course, with all that entails going to a concert of this magnitude, more over in the world of orbs in this country, Santiago, after all , things do not matter, it was only to be ahy. Next step will detail my long-suffering rough trip to this amazing concert.
all started on March 26, 2009 at the Cinemark Clover Square Mall, where I bought my ticket for my card KISS Ripley, knew they were mean expensive inputs, yet decided to buy "General Court", but never thinking I would find to no more than 2 meters from the VIP section, "How lucky it not, in short, birthday gift made by the same birthday, the concert was dated for April 3 this year would be 15 days after birthday, great gift birthday, to see KISS live with 2 of its original members, more than a good gift for me, a gift for every time I ask for that event.
begins my journey to Santiago, knew nothing about how to get to "La Florida" for those who live in the eighth region, I think from downtown Santiago to La Florida is "almost" the same distance that exists between and Tomé, in Finally, I took the bus terminal at 00:15 Collao's Night Thursday, April 2, Nilahue was my bus, the arrival was predicted for 06, and both d ela morning, very long time ago that traveling the capital, I felt the Carmela de San Rosendo, born and raised in the province, was not a minor event.
My arrival was not exactly the most entertaining, just as I was grabbing sleep, the "nice" assistant begins by opening the drapes and announcing that soon will arrive at the terminal south of Santiago, we arrived, I felt like ovbiamente after a reel, but without crest, something very funny to me, but after all, was to ahy witness the great event that many wanted to attend.
After my arrival in Santiago, terminal, decided to spend some time standing in front of the bus, I will not deny that I was super cold and it seemed stubborn monkey watching people passing by ahy, something good strange to many, but that somehow served to awaken me from this trip so short, then decided it was time to go where "Jerry's", better known to me as "Crazy Jerry" nonsense that I can think of, this terminal is next to the south of Santiago, the Tur-Bus Terminal, 2 floor, obviously had to go through the bathrooms of Tur-Bus terminal, 3 floor, 200 piticlines, although only deal for liquid, wet my face and wash my hands, finally, got the mad Jerry, and nothing in my stomach, I decided to buy a Continental breakfast, $ 2,200 bucks, which he considered a tea or coffee + juice + 2 slices of toast + butter + jam, crazy Jerry asks me if I wanted tea or coffee, as he was still under the influence of the long journey, I thought "coffee is to awaken, and should be natural, not machine, so I decided to choose coffee, call me, give me my continental breakfast, proceed to sit down, and yum-yum, coffee was the "machine", bad for me, bad, taste it, and obviously I know it hurts my coffee machine wave stomach hurts me right away, anyway, just eat toast, butter, jam and juice. "
Since it was so early, type 07:30, I decide to go to" walk "through the terminal, I saw many guys who went to the concert, as I am obviously not saying anything curtain, kept walking and walking until I got the bright idea to buy my ticket back, but this time in Tur-Bus, bought it and I look out, there was a huge row in front of the terminal, "La Alameda", left, and were giving the "Metro" and "time", obviously as a good reader of newspapers I got in line to wait my turn, my turn came I give N things, including newspapers, magazines, supermarket ads, etc, but well, I served to continue killing time, so in order not to fall asleep reading, I went to the pottery of the Tur-Bus terminal, but obviously not where buses are parked where these banks are plaza, all this was to read and give me cold, a way not to fall asleep, okay ah?. Suddenly, with this whole TranSantiago, in front of me had a stand of it, finish reading the newspapers and at 08:30, I went to ask how the heck could get to the Stadium of Florida, hands me a brochure I think even they understand it, which logically no avail me until I went to the terminal U of Santiago del Metro, recently ahy familiarize me with the Transcagamos, tours were all underground, and one of them, arrived at my destination.
After going to check my tour, I returned to the terminal, in the -1 floor, there is a Cybercafe, arto Carozzi, she had to keep killing time somehow, and had breakfast at the Mad Jerry, read newspapers, killed in cold, but now going to chat, but more than that, going to get into the Metro page, to see again my travel, so I got kind 09:00, I remember having spoken just chat with someone, Mauricio Arroyo, a fellow University, better known as backpack, who knows one because, well, the matter was that I stayed ahy to 12, and therefore only to make more time.
I decided that before going to the stadium, I wanted to walk around this metropolis, so I left the terminal due to the "Americana", ahy in Bandera, the best snacks to get a good pint "no copied "blocks and more blocks of used clothing, it comes at a point of getting tired of the journey, bad, I could not find anything I wanted, good, I was amazed so many blocks devoted to the resale of clothes, thing in the center of Conce we should copy, but hey, after that, I went to the Mall of the Centre for lunch, obviously I went to wash my hands to the baths, which believe it or not charged, if charged at the mall bathrooms. I went swiftly to the "Platon", to eat real food, to burgers, to pizza, nothing like that, real food, well-face course, perola occasion warranted.
After having lunch, I went window shopping in downtown Santiago, I will tell the flora and fauna of ahy, leaves much to think about, everything, and more varied than in our pedestrian Finally, arrived at 16:30 pm, think later, so I decided to buy something to take to the stage, and I sailed to my destination, the stage of the Florida ... (Continued)
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