Each time I go to Barcelona someone gives me the evil eye

It’s curious how, being that I had never been to Barcelona, I’ve made three trips there in less than a year, all of them to attend to metal concerts. But even more curious is that none of those three times I’ve managed to go with a perfect health.
On the first trip, we went to see Avatar, we both had a flu and were taking antibiotics. To top it off the weather was horrible with cold, wind and rain.
The second trip, which we went to see Nightwish, I had the misfortune that coincided with one of those moments in which my left wrist decides to make my life impossible. I remember spending the entire trip squeezing my wristband and at the concert, fearing if someone would hit it.
And in this last one, we were going to see Powerwolf, I went with the worst flu of the year. No need to say that I came back even worse than I left, with a sore throat, an ear pain and without a voice.
I couldn’t tell if it’s a simple matter of bad luck or if someone has given me the evil eye… let’s see what happens the next time.
Ais que lástima! Bueno, seguro que aun así ha valido la pena
Eso sin duda, pero espero tener más suerte a la próxima