Down memory lane: Face down in Cabo?

The first crazy concert trip I ever did – in October 1997. This was when it all started. Not that I had not been a fan before, but this was the first time I know this was gonna be now or never.

“There’s a sleepy town, south of the border. If you go there once, you’ll be there twice.”

Well, it does not look as if I’m going back, but I certainly have no regrets.

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