Blog 4: Experiences, meeting my best friend

It was 2013, I was 17 years old and I went to a concert. I was alone at the line, I was going just with myself. I wasn’t scare because I don’t care being alone in a show: I’m going to listen music, nothing else. It isn’t a big deal to me.

The concert was in March, I was going to see Sonata Arctica by the first time in my life, so I was very excited but alone. So, suddenly, the girl who was at the front of me on the line talked to me, because she realized I was lonely. She told me her name: I'm Karen and I live in Iquique. So, we were together at the concert. She’s my friend until today, we chat on Facebook or Whatsapp. But that isn’t the end of the story. 

In September of that same year, I traveled to Iquique with my parents, because we have family there. So, I talked with Karen, with the objective of hang out together, maybe eating an ice cream or going to the beach. But that day, we were going to go to the Zofri, and my uncle told me: why don’t you invite her? And okay, we went to her house in my uncle’s car and then he said: I know this place, a friend of mine live by here. Suddenly, Karen went out and she saw my uncle and she said: I KNOW YOU! YOU’RE MY PARENT BEST FRIEND! And my uncle screamed too: HEY, DARLING! HOW ARE YOU?  It was so funny, because her parents and mine were worried, I mean they were saying things like: “who’s this girl?”, “where did you meet her?”, “will you hang out together?” and that parents stuff. But when they realized they know to each other, everything was fun and we had a really nice time 😃