My Favorite concert.

I have not been to many concerts in my life, I really do not consider myself a fan of musical events (except if it is one of cumbia). In fact, I have never been to the national stadium to see anything other than my favourite team "LA U" if I remember correctly.

So, during my life I can remember maybe two or three concerts and one of them was in VIÑA 2003 to see LOS PRISIONEROS.. Yes a long time ago, I was only eight years old and I remember very well all the night because it was the first concert in my life and it was definitely awesome.

That night we arrived in Viña around seven o clock with my dad Ricardo, my dad parking near Quinta Vergara and when we entered to the theatre I was really fascinated. The amount of lights, the power of the sound and all the amount of people for me (consider that I was just a little child) was wonderful.

The concert was an absolutly succesful event, I enjoyed all the time while I was there and finally the night ended (for me) when I fell asleep into my dad´s arms from the tiredness jajaja I was really a baby.

The worst place I have been

If I think in a horrible place is without doubt Santiago.

Unfortunately I have always lived in this city but every year that I stay here I get more intentions to leave because I really hate the noise, the pollution, the unsafety and many other things that make this city in my opinion absolutely hostile for the citizens.

I consider Santiago, a city without a fundamental feeling, the love. I can explain that when you look around and you can see all the people walking fast looks like they were running a kind of maraton when the only motivation its be more than the other and win whatever it takes. No matter the injustice, no matter the people, no matter anything that makes you get distracted from the objetive. Win. To win what? Money? Power? To be more than the other? I think that other important things exists. Equity for example, Education, Health and a lot of needs that never seem to end. In this city we are far, thus , in this country we are far. (I say that because unfortunately Santiago is Chile, and some places away from this city still preserve the magic of love). I really hope to change for the better.

a.p.r.u.e.b.o.