To live in a foreign land sometimes lures us to do things we never would have thought of doing had we been home.
The idea just made perfect sense as I’ve found myself watching some cheap trashy concert last night. In my entire twenty-something years of existence, I have only been to five concerts. The first four are good shows, as far as my standards of what a concert should be is concerned. The fifth one is simply unbearable. No, make that depressing.
My friends and I drove to some amusement park (though there’s barely anything there that amused us) to witness some singing stars(?) perform. It was not the type of concert that anyone of us would watch had there been any activity to do instead. We arrived at the venue thirty minutes late. But alas, no singing can be heard from the time we arrived and some 45 minutes more after that. Yeah, filipino time is filipino time. WHEREVER.
Upon arrival, we immediately went to the concert area to get some seats for ourselves, only to find out that none are left! (sh*t, we should just have bought those cheaper “standing only” tickets had we known things are gonna be like that). And by the way, the concert area that I was talking about was some open, scarcely-decorated, monoblock-filled space fit for a miting-de-avance in a barrio somewhere. Holy smokes, the place really looks like a disaster. As we hear people complaining on how bad the event turns out to be, “A whole new world” suddenly echoed from the speakers. Oh, what a perfect combination with the carpets strewn all over the place that all of us were stepping on. Aha, so that’s why the place is called Alladin’s Kingdom. Talk about coherence!
Anyway, we had to keep ourselves busy so that the night would not be completely wasted. So we tried out some rides in the park while waiting for the f**cking concert to start. As we queued up for some bump car action, somebody from the concert stage finally said something. Much to our dismay, it was just the event coordinator explaining why the current state of things is as such. Expectedly, her impromptu speech was openly answered with rebuttals. I bet cursing was all over the place.
Some time after that, the concert started. FINALLY. But I don’t want to talk about it anymore. Some things are just never worth putting into the worldwide web.
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“To live in a foreign land sometimes lures us to do things we never would have thought of doing had we been home.”
This is so true! very very true!