I had a brush with celebrity last night and I completely forgot about it until my walk home through Retiro park! I can´t believe I forgot!! Ok, so I didn´t meet Justin or anything (calm down ladies and Garrett) but I did have a brush with celebrity that I thought was pretty cool. Let me tell ya about it...
I went to my pub last night to watch the Chargers game at 7. What I found when I arrived was a pub filled with rowdy soccer fans. It was La Liga finals between Real Madrid and Atlético Madrid. It´s kinda like the Superbowl for us and the 2 teams from Madrid were in it. This would be equivalent to a Raiders/49ers Superbowl. ANYWAY, I realized that I am an idiot and the game began at 9 so I had 2 hours to kill in Sol.
I walked around for about an hour. Ok, that being done I had to find something else to do. I had already eaten at home (pollo frito con verduras) and so that was not an option. I finally just went into McDonalds to purchase a 0,60€ ice cream cone. Instead of walking back out onto the street, I decided to sit down inside and wait the hour out intil I could watch my beloved Chargers. I searched for an open table and there was only 1 over by the window. I moved toward it. As I made my way to sit, these 4 really scruffy (2 obviously WASTED) guys with long, unkempt hair met me at the table and began to sit, too. I´m not really the confrontational type and I had no alcohol in me whatsoever, so I took an immediate step back from the table. One of the (not-drunk) guys looked at me and said, "take a seat, we only need 4." Since he invited me and motioned toward the seat, I sat. Then I took a closer look. They were pretty normal American looking guys, with the exception of one guy looking like Mick Jagger with long, curly hair brushing up against his pronounced cheekbones and ankle-high pointed-toed boots. Then I saw a bunch of bags and a guitar case leaning against the wall beside us. I thought, "these guys are rock stars." I was pretty close.
The non-drunk guy who invited me to sit I found out was Brian. He was talking to me as I ate my vanilla cone and his buddies ate their BigMacs or whatever. He told me they were in a band and they just got out of a show. I asked what the name of their band was. He replied that they were called Fountains of Wayne. Yes, I ate McDonalds with Fountains of Wayne... of "Stacy´s mom has got it goin on" fame. You know you´ve seen them on TV. I believed them then, but just to make sure before I wrote this I googled their picture and it was definitely them. I know they are not super big time but I thought it was pretty cool.
Brian and I chatted about the Chargers/Pats game and I told him I was meeting a bunch of my friends at Dubliners to watch it. He was really into it and got directions from me. He said he had to take his drunk friends back to the hotel and then he would see me there later. He did not see me there later because he did not come (I don´t think but it was really crowded so I don´t know for sure).
I sat with them for a total of about 20 minutes before I stood and left them to their food business. They all said good-bye and wished my boys good luck. I told them in Spanish it is buena suerte. I walked out the door and away from my brush with celebrity. The end.
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That's the best kind of celebrity story you could possibly have. People always shoot for the glamor of mainstream run-ins, but everybody has a "I saw Jessica Simpson from across the street" or an "I saw Mel Gibson heading to an anti-semetic rally" story. Boring. The "I ate McDonald's with Fountains of Wayne in Madrid" story is awesome. Nobody will ever see it coming.
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