Rock shows: they are in limited supply at home in St. Louis, MO, and a perk of going to school in Manhattan. After two years in the city, I have found that the adventurous Columbian can be a kid in the proverbial indie-concert candy store, so long as he or she is willing to leave the cozy comforts of Morningside Heights and part with 15 dollars of their allowance. Upon returning from my winter holiday respite, I embarked on a mission most Columbians find unthinkable: going out three nights in a row.
