1:15 am
Santiago Airport
On the plane, awaiting departure for Argentina. Nothing but a quick shower at the venue, into travel clothes and GO. Show was good, but knowing we were leaving right away had me a little antsy all night.
Shame we couldn’t get out to see the city. It’s full of history and beauty. Things were a lot different the first time we came here—nobody really gave a shit about us. Now it seems like the world is full of mercenaries.
This security shit is getting old. Don’t know how Cate deals with it on a daily basis. Guess she doesn’t really notice, it’s so ingrained in her.
Things should be a little more relaxed in BA. Hope so. I don’t do short-leash well for long. Like nobody knows that, ha ha. Matt keeps telling me to shut up and stop bitching. He said if Mom wouldn’t give him Hell he’d just let me go get shot in the ass. That’s brotherly love for ya.
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