Actually, I had stopped bitching about it like a cry baby (yes, I am aware that I am acting like one) until I saw the 11-song encore in San Siro. Maybe I am just jealous and angry with myself for not having been able to afford a trip to the Italian show. I will move on eventually. I know that the way our concert developed wasn't a deliberate move. No one was guilty, yet I as a fan had to suffer the consequences. Shit happens and it is what it is.

P.S. If they had cancelled the show in advance, I would not have been happy with that, either. But seeing every other setlist after ours is just as painful.