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Chapter Fifty Two - Nick's Tour Diary

January 2 - Mexico City - Mexico Foro Sol

Back by popular demand...it's me, Nick Carter, bringing you the latest Backstreet tour news straight from the road. Today we're in beautiful Mexico City. I'm in the hotel room watching the Weather Channel. I can't understand anything they're saying, but I do understand numbers. It's seventy-five amazing degrees outside. Our concert is outside at Foro Sol tonight so it's perfect dancing weather.

Me and the guys took our families to see the Castle of Chapultepec last night. That thing is amazing all lit up. Howie translated what the tour guy said so I have to give major props to the 'D' man.

And speaking of Howie...that man is like chocolate to the girls down here. I've never seen so much love. I woke up this morning and peeked (just peeked) over my balcony and these girls were holding this huge drawing of Howie that they painted on a sheet.

That was way too much Howie for me.

The concert tonight was sold out and went perfectly. For once we remembered all our lines and steps. I'm going to go out on a limb and say that the Backstreet Boys are like wine...we just get better with time. Ha!

By the way...I think the fans were almost as excited to see Kev as they were Howie. I, of course, was just chopped liver. But, I'm sure some of you out there still love me, right?

...Right?

January 3 - Guadalajara, Mexico - Auditorio Telmex

After a short one hour flight, we arrived in Guadalajara, Mexico around noon. Howie picked our lunch destination and like always, the food was loaded with hot peppers. My daughter Brooke took a tiny bite of my burrito and turned splotchy just like her dad. I'm pretty sure Howie's trying to kill me for all the pranks I've pulled on him. Which reminds me...has Brian posted pictures of 'the donkey' yet? Hahaha!

After lunch we headed to the venue. Our VIP crowd was absolutely HUGE. One of the fans asked Bri and me if we thought it was easier to raise a girl or boy. Brian said a boy, I said a girl. I don't know what Kayleigh does, but my Brooke is a perfect angel.

Webmaster's note: Brooke's got Nick wrapped around her little finger. Take it from her momma...she's NOT a perfect angel!

As a side note...I almost forgot all of Kev's 'quirks' when he goes on tour. He had written this whole long speech in Spanish. Now I remember why all the girls love him down here. He goes to the trouble of writing crib 'love notes' to the ladies.

In my defense, I say a really cute Buenos Noches!

January 4 - Monterrey, Mexico - Arena Monterrey

We flew into Monterrey early this morning. I can honestly say that I will never forget Monterrey. Want to know why? Okay I'll tell you...

Brian and I lost our daughters.

Yeah, you read that right. One minute we were walking through the airport having a discussion on the right way to eat a cantaloupe and the next moment we were daughter-less.

Luckily we had eight other adults and Baylee to help in our search. Baylee found the girls in the gift shop pulling every single stuffed animal off the shelf while this Mexican lady stood there yelling in Spanish. I don't think I've ever cried that hard in my life.

I also don't think I've ever hugged someone as much as I hugged Brooke when she looked up at me holding a lime green frog. I was more relieved than I was angry. It was my worse feared played out for fifteen agonizing minutes.

Brooke and Kay now have those little backpacks that double as leashes. I'm pretty sure Liv and Leighanne would like an adult version of those to put on Bri and me.

Webmaster's note: He guesses correct! I still don't think my heart's beating normally...

On the flip side, the concert ROCKED. We played Arena Monterrey which reminds me of all of the venues we played during the Millennium tour. Everyone was packed in like sardines. The temperature spiked to about eighty five degrees and I think I went through a case of bottled water. It's never a good thing to be up on stage in front of thousands of fans and have to pee. That's exactly what happened to me when we did I'll Never Break Your Heart in Spanish. It's hard enough for me to remember the words under normal circumstances, but add in my small bladder...

Sorry, is that TMI?

January 6 - Buenos Aires, Argentina - Luna Park

According to my brochure, Buenos Aires is the Paris of South America. I think I can agree with that. Howie and Kev took their families to an art museum for the afternoon while AJ, Bri, and I took our families to the zoo. The kids had a blast. I found out my son, Noah, hates spiders. Brooke would have loved to have the tarantula crawl up her arm. One of the employees even let her pet a huge snake. Plus, no one got lost and we managed to avoid the giraffes.

That's a long story.

Unfortunately, on our way to Luna Park from the hotel, we had a minor 'bus' incident. Our driver didn't take the way that the police had initial mapped out for us and we were suddenly surrounlyded by practically every fan that was attending the concert that night.

If any of you have seen our tour footage from Black & Blue, you know how freaked out we got. This was a hundred times worse because our children were on board. Just a heads up to all the people that have tickets for future concerts -- don't try to tip over our bus. If any of us or a family member dies we won't perform. Got it? Good.

This was the first concert where we actually flubbed up. I'm going to blame the trama we endured just getting to the venue. Brian called everybody Chileans thinking we were in Santiago. I forgot the words to one of our new songs. And then there was Kevin's little Spanish speech.

Of course, that wasn't his fault. I might have replaced the script he was going to copy on his hand with a different script. So when he asked the crowd if they wanted him to drop his pants and get spanked, he thought he was telling the crowd that they had a magnificent city.

Oops!

January 7 - Santiago, Chile - Movistar Arena

I don't know of a better way to ring in a new year than by spending two beautiful days in Santiago, Chile. AJ, Kevin, and Howie took the fams to visit Torre Entel. It's this gigantic observation tower. Bri and I kept our feet firmly on the groud. I talked Bri into playing tennis at the hotel with me instead. Brooke and Kayleigh were our ball girls. Except instead of throwing them back to us, they decided to see how many they could keep from us. I don't think they quite got the concept.

Howie tried something new tonight. Since Baylee's decided not to announce us anymore, Howie decided to give the job to his son James. I have to admit he did a pretty good job. The little dude even did a dance.

Which reminds me! I will give anybody an autographed picture if you throw a bra at James while he introduces us. Just put your address on the bra. I just want to see his little face. And make it preferrably like a D cup. Or a Z cup. Do they make Z cups?

Webmaster's note: Disregard anything Nick just said above. Thank you.

Even though the introduction went well, we had a minor stage calamity. One of the top steps cracked and I toppled all the way to the floor. I bruised my tailbone. AJ was a smartass and tried to put one of those inflatable donuts on my stool when we sat down to sing Incomplete. I ended up sliding it on top of his bowler hat when he wasn't looking.

Take that, McLean!

I had planned to spend our free day roaming the city with the wife and kidlets, but now I'm stuck in the hotel. I'm sitting in a tub of ice with a bowl of fruit and finishing up this entry so Liv can finally post the exciting adventures of our first five concert dates.

I just hope they fix that step before the next date. Of course, I think I might just jump over it from now on.

Until later...stay safe my troops!