groupies continued

While returning from outside, I ran into the bolivian poncho, cocoa leaf eating MC and asked him donde esta, camisas para pagar. He pointed to the bar... and that's where we headed. The bartender (who luckly liked my american style tipping) pointed us to this door that had a line in front of it and people were getting pushed away. The man standing at the door was a man that we knew from a local swedish pancake house. I walked up to him and asked him where I can buy a tshirt. I got pushed away... im pretty sure it was because I forgot to say it in Spanish. We then took a few steps back, I placed Jenn in front of me and gave her words of encouragement, "balls to the wall... just go for it." The next thing we know, we're in this tiny room filled with people. We then realized that it was the bands dressing room. We asked a chick where we can purchase a shirt, she then came back with some shirts. We rapidly changed our minds on the color from black to green. We then snagged someones black sharpie and were fully aware... we were now groupies. We got the entire band's autographs and the next tour info.... san fran in july. (Matt... I told them all about you and how you would love them just as much as I did!) It was an awesome night that ended in a euphoric high at 3 am.