Friday, October 19, 2012

Hours before departure

I sit here, packing, and I feel really nervous. But not in a bad way. I'm eager-nervous. Happy-nervous. I go through the list of things I have to take with me in my mind, and run by everything twice or thrice, making sure it's there in my suitcase. I check again. And again. Aaand again. I dont want to leave anything. It's a very small suitcase since I won't be staying that long, but it serves its purpose. I also carry my blue backpack, which I've been using since junior high or earlier, which always comes to all my adventures, and this time comes carrying my camera gear, some chocolates my Dad gave me, my little Star Wars moleskine journal, two pens, a sharpie, a hoodie, my headphones and all my personal documents, my boarding pass, my passport, my ID, the works.

10 years I have waited for this moment. When I will FINALLY get to see my favorite band live. Bands like this one never come down here, Guatemala is far too small a country and the general music taste lies somewhere else very far away from what I like, so thats why it gets REALLY frustrating. I grew up with their tunes embedded in my spirit, and now, I'll get to experience that first hand, their music being created right before my eyes and ears and senses. It's no longer watching a DVD, a youtube video or the albums. This is it, this is the REAL DEAL. This is one of my life's dreams coming true. If you had told me 10 years ago, I would one day see this band live, I wouldn't have believed it. 

I still remember sitting in an internet cafe, with a 56kbps connection, where I downloaded two songs from this relatively new band... The Used , and I loved those two songs instantly. One of those songs is still my favorite song up to this day, and those who know it and those who I've dedicated that song to, know how much it means to me, and how much of an impact this band has made in my life. One of the reasons why I ever first picked up a guitar was so I could play The Used. Their music stood by my side through thick and thin, through the best and the worst, while growing up, and always inspired (and still inspires) me in a way only those who love music passionately can grasp and understand. 

Saturday October the 20th will mark a very important point in my life. 

Dreams DO come true, all they take is a little patience and hard work, and that is one valuable lesson I've learned during my life. 

The time closes in. I finish packing and re-checking everything. The moment gets closer and closer and I cannot help but feel happy beyond words. In less than 6 hours, I will already be in Mexico City.