When my boyfriend and I came in to put stuff in our lockers on Saturday morning at about 11:30 AM, some girl was sitting on the ground all alone asked us, "When does Tiesto go on?" I told her, "11:40, but seriously, don't waste your time seeing him."
Her response was, "I'm from Mexico City! I'm really lost!"
We spent the entire day trying to figure out what she meant by that. We came to the conclusion that the only act she cared about that day was Tiesto, and that she was in the festival that early because she thought he was about to start playing.
Being from Mexico City is still no excuse for loving Tiesto.