how to have sweet dreams when the sweetest one comes true?
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Chasing the Dream
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It was a 20-hour flight.
What’s the matter with me? I don’t know the country, I don’t get someone to travel with, I don’t even know if I’ll see him.
Having said that, the predominant thought is: NO PLANE ACCIDENT PLEASE.
Immigration and customs procedures are quite smooth. Yay, another step closer to the destination, and him haha.
The main activity on the next day of arrival was the site visit of the venue. At night I packed for the next day: signs, letters, gifts for him; water, snacks, hat & tour book for me. Hope for the best, prepare for the worst is what I remind myself.
After having a BIG breakfast the day after, I headed to the venue straight at around 12 p.m. I settled down near Cook’s nice fans. Later on I met other David’s fans like Donna, Christy, Mary, Andrew (to name just a few). To say this stranger soon feel the hospitality and warmth of the city, it’s better to describe it as the realisation of David’s kindness via his fans.
Time flies. At around 2:30 p.m. the coaches arrived and 15 minutes later we’re told that they will come out in any minute. Any minute, he’ll be here in any minute, IF he comes out… Suddenly I saw a familiar face. My frantic heartbeat tells me: THAT’S HIM!
He started from the right hand side of the crowd. I tried to observe him while waiting. His classic descriptions are cute & shy. I don’t know but I don’t feel much shyness on him. Instead, he is more like gentle and friendly. When not talking with fans, he signed attentively and patiently. You may tell he is somebody even he’s just standing there quietly. One may also feel the calmness and harmony when he’s around. I miss he giggles in the Shoparound era while he does grow up and becomes a more mature person.
He moves slowly along the line, a bit closer & closer to me. And finally, he stood right… in… front… of… me
Realisation of a Dream
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In front of me is not David in a pic, video, TV etc. This is a living human being who can talk and response instantly (no offence)!
I remembered I shook his hand, said hi and started my “preset message” (which is “saved” in my mind so that I won’t forget). He graciously thanked me for coming from abroad. I’m sure we had some conversations but I was so focus on my preset message that I can’t remember much.
Yay, meet him in person, misson accomplished!
Wonderful experience didn’t stop here. I read fantastic stories about after concert parties. With the kindness of Jeff, and the assistance of Donna and Richard, I got a chance to experience the same. Nice surprise!
In that after show gathering, David was literally surrounded by people. He is accomodating to his loving fans’ requests. He chats a little with individuals, signs, takes pics, says hi to cameras, does fun things, speaks Spainsh and so on. It is interesting to see how this 17-year-old alone handles the situation without ignoring a single fan who approaches him.
It was at least 11:30 p.m. when I left the venue. The street was darker and quieter than ever, with some unknown person staying in street corners. I walked faster, tried not to look at them as I feel they are staring at me and ready to say sth.
In this moment, a car stopped by and someone called my name. Oh it’s… Richard! He asked if I’d like to get a ride back hotel. That’s nice.
At the very second the door is opened, I hear a little scream. And the scream is from me. Maybe THAT is the only possible, natural, automatic response I can have. Cos in the car, I see D-A-V-I-D.
Better Than Dream
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David’s in the car??? AND I’ll be in the same car???
Hardly believe my eyes, I got on it, I’m not sure if I head to the right seat I am supposed to go, but I didn’t identify other space except a small one beside David…
I tried not to occupy too much space of him in order not to make him uncomfortable. He has his bag with him which seems quite full. I guess he must receive many gifts from fans that day.
The Archuletas’ hospitality is pleasurable. Jeff starts by joking that I got a bonus, and the following chat with everyone is nice. Meanwhile, it’s interesting that when you turn your head, you see someone seems so far, and yet so close.
The trip to hotel is far from long. Soon it’s time to say goodbye. I dropped off, looked back, and saw him once more. With a smile, he expressed again his appreciation of my coming. It’s really late at night, and after a little chat, finally this young gentleman told me sweet dreams, before we continued the journey of our own.
Coda
******
It was another 20-hour flight.
I have pics in my camera, Nutter Butters in my luggage, and nice moments in my memory.
I have also one question in my mind, and that is: how to have sweet dreams when the sweetest one comes true?
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i'm really big with international fan stories. they're keeping me hopeful that one day, david will be here in the philippines.
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Chasing the Dream
*************************
It was a 20-hour flight.
What’s the matter with me? I don’t know the country, I don’t get someone to travel with, I don’t even know if I’ll see him.
Having said that, the predominant thought is: NO PLANE ACCIDENT PLEASE.
Immigration and customs procedures are quite smooth. Yay, another step closer to the destination, and him haha.
The main activity on the next day of arrival was the site visit of the venue. At night I packed for the next day: signs, letters, gifts for him; water, snacks, hat & tour book for me. Hope for the best, prepare for the worst is what I remind myself.
After having a BIG breakfast the day after, I headed to the venue straight at around 12 p.m. I settled down near Cook’s nice fans. Later on I met other David’s fans like Donna, Christy, Mary, Andrew (to name just a few). To say this stranger soon feel the hospitality and warmth of the city, it’s better to describe it as the realisation of David’s kindness via his fans.
Time flies. At around 2:30 p.m. the coaches arrived and 15 minutes later we’re told that they will come out in any minute. Any minute, he’ll be here in any minute, IF he comes out… Suddenly I saw a familiar face. My frantic heartbeat tells me: THAT’S HIM!
He started from the right hand side of the crowd. I tried to observe him while waiting. His classic descriptions are cute & shy. I don’t know but I don’t feel much shyness on him. Instead, he is more like gentle and friendly. When not talking with fans, he signed attentively and patiently. You may tell he is somebody even he’s just standing there quietly. One may also feel the calmness and harmony when he’s around. I miss he giggles in the Shoparound era while he does grow up and becomes a more mature person.
He moves slowly along the line, a bit closer & closer to me. And finally, he stood right… in… front… of… me
Realisation of a Dream
*************************
In front of me is not David in a pic, video, TV etc. This is a living human being who can talk and response instantly (no offence)!
I remembered I shook his hand, said hi and started my “preset message” (which is “saved” in my mind so that I won’t forget). He graciously thanked me for coming from abroad. I’m sure we had some conversations but I was so focus on my preset message that I can’t remember much.
Yay, meet him in person, misson accomplished!
Wonderful experience didn’t stop here. I read fantastic stories about after concert parties. With the kindness of Jeff, and the assistance of Donna and Richard, I got a chance to experience the same. Nice surprise!
In that after show gathering, David was literally surrounded by people. He is accomodating to his loving fans’ requests. He chats a little with individuals, signs, takes pics, says hi to cameras, does fun things, speaks Spainsh and so on. It is interesting to see how this 17-year-old alone handles the situation without ignoring a single fan who approaches him.
It was at least 11:30 p.m. when I left the venue. The street was darker and quieter than ever, with some unknown person staying in street corners. I walked faster, tried not to look at them as I feel they are staring at me and ready to say sth.
In this moment, a car stopped by and someone called my name. Oh it’s… Richard! He asked if I’d like to get a ride back hotel. That’s nice.
At the very second the door is opened, I hear a little scream. And the scream is from me. Maybe THAT is the only possible, natural, automatic response I can have. Cos in the car, I see D-A-V-I-D.
Better Than Dream
**********************
David’s in the car??? AND I’ll be in the same car???
Hardly believe my eyes, I got on it, I’m not sure if I head to the right seat I am supposed to go, but I didn’t identify other space except a small one beside David…
I tried not to occupy too much space of him in order not to make him uncomfortable. He has his bag with him which seems quite full. I guess he must receive many gifts from fans that day.
The Archuletas’ hospitality is pleasurable. Jeff starts by joking that I got a bonus, and the following chat with everyone is nice. Meanwhile, it’s interesting that when you turn your head, you see someone seems so far, and yet so close.
The trip to hotel is far from long. Soon it’s time to say goodbye. I dropped off, looked back, and saw him once more. With a smile, he expressed again his appreciation of my coming. It’s really late at night, and after a little chat, finally this young gentleman told me sweet dreams, before we continued the journey of our own.
Coda
******
It was another 20-hour flight.
I have pics in my camera, Nutter Butters in my luggage, and nice moments in my memory.
I have also one question in my mind, and that is: how to have sweet dreams when the sweetest one comes true?
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i'm really big with international fan stories. they're keeping me hopeful that one day, david will be here in the philippines.