Before Shakira performed, she decided to be a diva and make us wait an HOUR after Ziggy Marley finished. Really? We've been waiting since 2 o'clock!! The paid seats were still really empty; I guess those people had the luxury of watching all the other shows or showing up just in time, because they had guaranteed seats.
Finally, the pop princess took the stage. I imagined flying in from the ceiling, fireworks, or some sort of ridiculously large spectacle of an entrance. Instead, she entered through the crowds shaking hands and giving kisses while singing a beautiful ballad. I was so surprised, and yet it was perfect. Everyone around us was in tears. The calm adoration lasted only that song. When the next song started, thousands of people were jumping up and down, including on my toes!!! The crowd was complete chaos. People were continuously pushing forward trying to get closer. At one point, someone said there was a snake on the ground, so everyone tried to get away. My upper body was being pushed and only supported by the person in front of me, while my feet were still stuck back somewhere near where we were. If the person in front of me fell, I was going down with them. We could only see her on the big screens, but it was still worth every penny. She played an absolutely perfect mix of slow, pop, more Hispanic sounding songs, and Indian sounding belly-dancing songs. It was one of the best set lists I've heard at a concert. She never ceased to entertain the crowd. Her beautiful voice was stunning, and of course, she didn't fail to provide incredibly elastic hip-shaking that everyone has come to expect from Shakira. Costume changes kept things interesting along with club mixes of familiar songs with accompanying light shows. She even invited girls from the audience to get on stage with her and taught them her dance moves. (I'm not sure pelvic gyrating is appropriate dancing for young girls, but they went crazy all the same.) It was an amazing show. Even though I only saw her on stage twice, I had the time in my life. It was by far my most fun night in Buenos Aires. Once she finished, we sand a bunch of local chants asking an encore. She came back out for 3 more songs. What a generous gal. Except Yani, who came with us, said performers usually encore here and don't make the crowd wait nearly as long as in the U.S.
Leaving took quite some time as the thousands of fans poured into the streets of Buenos Aires, but eventually we caught a bus by our school Austral. I have never been so physically exhausted, but I'm still on the emotional high from the concert even today. I'm so grateful for that experience.
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