Part I: Getting the ticket
It all started a few weeks ago, when the Facebook algorithms thought it would be of my interest to know that “Rupaul’s Drag Race Battle of The Seasons” was coming to Barcelona. It is my believe that personalized publicity doesn’t work as well as digital marketers with their bullet points presentations think they do (I’ve been offered one to many virginal Chinese brides), but this time they were correct. The Ru girls were coming to Barcelona. I couldn’t believe it. Sure, Adore had come in September, but never in my right mind I would’ve thought that THE Battle of the Seasons would come here.
There were three types of tickets, nosebleed section, pista (dance floor?) and then pista + Meet and Greet. As tempting as it was to buy the Meet and Greet ticket, it would’ve hurt my wallet. I meditated on it for a little bit and then, when I sadly decided to buy the “Regular” ticket (partly because of the money and partly because I didn’t want to be that fan) I noticed that the “Meet & Greet” entrances were sold out, so I was relieved (kind off).
The acquisition of my pista ticket was followed by a frantic call to the people I know who like the show and live in Barcelona (all two of them). Unfortunately, for different reasons, they couldn’t make it. I didn’t worry, I had time. I would find someone to go with.
Disclaimer: Whenever I quote someone (even myself) I’m paraphrasing. I was so excited during those two days that I was practically high and might have even imagined complete conversations in my head.
Disclaimer 2: My pictures are shit :D