Adventure Of A Lifetime: A Coldplay FanFic

April 15, 2016

[So, this is the last day before a really long break in the tour. Should I wait 30-some days to update this or fast-forward? I might be bored tomorrow, though...]

3:29 PM

Foro Sol

Mexico City, Mexico

So, yeah. I added the exact location, meaning the stadium, and the country we're in. Maybe it'll help for the Mexico leg, because I'm sure there'll be some more Spanish along the way, whether it be from me, the audience, or Chris.

By now, I really want to post my pictures onto Snapchat, but I don't actually know if I'm allowed. I mean, think of how many people would be jealous. Ha ha. I know most people wouldn't know it was me, but my friends would definitely know (they know I'm on tour with a world famous band anyway), and they're sure to give it away.

Some people might believe I'm a crew member, but lots wouldn't. And I don't want to give the pictures to the crew members other than Anchorman or Roadie #42. Maybe I'll just Email them to Roadie so he can put the soundcheck and plane ones on the Timeline, and I can submit the actual shows to the fan-pics section of the Timeline. Yeah, that sounds like a fun idea.

I might just put them on Snapchat anyway. I doubt I'd get in trouble.

My principal already asked for some pictures, so I can present them during the next "long" break. The day or two between the shows now are more for getting to the next venue, then setting up the venue for sounchecks and the actual show. And some of the later shows are actually during the day.

The one thing I miss so far is watching the Cavaliers games. I was never really a huge basketball fan, but I sit in the living room and watch the games enough with my dad. I don't really get the whole fouling thing, but I know most things you should know.

Except for the stats for the players. What's important to me is knowing who can shoot the best three-pointers (Kyle Korver) and the best free-throws (in which I have no idea yet).

Anyway, during last night's show, I did stand in the very top of the stadium to take pictures. I think I'll do it as much as possible now, because the pictures I got were amazing. The Xylobands during Charlie Brown were probably the best part, along with the phone flashlights and the white-color the Xylobands were in A Sky Full of Stars.

When the show was over, I walked down to front row with my pass-thingy around my neck to hop the barricade and take pictures of the band's final bow they do for every show. And then I found one of those glow-in-the-dark butterflies they shoot out of confetti cannons on the floor.

You'd better believe I took it. It is now my favorite bookmark I've ever used.

I actually got a shout out from Chris during the show last night. He does his "I see you on the left, I see you on the right, I see you waaay up there in the top..." thing pretty much every night. So, last night, he knew I'd be up in the top, and decided to say, "I see you up there in the top, with the camera."

Everyone around me was either looking at me with a weird-yet-amazed look, or squinting down at the stage wondering how Chris could possibly see a girl with a camera at the absolute very top of the nosebleeds.

Oh, it was pretty awesome.

After the show was over, I ran down (which took me at least five to ten minutes, considering there was hundreds of people trying to get down as well) and hopped the barricade, making my way to the ramp that led to backstage.

That was how last night went. Right now, I'm sitting here on the stage, very bored. Chris, Will, and Guy are all in the dressing room, and we're not allowed in there half the time. I have no idea where Jonny is, and Phil is speaking to a few of the crew members.

I've only ever been in the dressing room once, and that was because Chris had asked me if I wanted a pop. So, I sat in a chair near the band and watched them do their vocal exercises while I drank my pop. It's funny, because they don't pay attention to their exercise.

They'll read the paper, or a book, or mess with a camera or guitar while they hum or sing. That was what... three days ago? I think so. We were in Sao Paulo. It's really nice in there. Some decorative plants, bouncy chairs and a couch. Soft lights. Maybe we are allowed in there and just don't know it.

Well, today's quite boring. Tomorrow should be better. I've got to Skype my Writing Club for the first meeting. A President's gotta be there, you know? Oh wait, we're on a 37-day break starting tomorrow.

Dang. That's a long time... am I even going to be able to survive that long?