Miseryland, not with the "t".

Well, is not that hard to remember this party.

It took place in Picarquin, San Francisco de Mostazal in a festival called "Mysteryland".

It was december of 2011 and with a couple of friends we went there. We bought the tickets with months of anticipation. We wanted all perfect.

 It was the first time that this festival took place in Chile (it is from Holand) and we were so excited, because it was like a camping party in the middle of nowhere for three days. The most incredible part was that  the alcohol was allowed  to be brought by the public.

But that’s not the reason I remember this party. It was supposed to be an amazing weekend with my friends, but it turned into a mess. 

My closest friend had a fight with her girlfriend, which is also friend of mine. One thing took to another, and we were all angry. 

The music, the people, the atmosphere surrounding us was so good. But we were just not in the same frequencies. 

We spent a lot of money to enjoy this trip, and we leave things behind so we all could go there with no problems. And just with this fight between them all went to hell.

Now that I see this with perspective, I feel the same. That’s a shame.