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Camper espera Switch 2 en la tienda de San Francisco Nintendo antes de abrir

Autor : Liam Actualizar : May 15,2025

La emoción para el Nintendo Switch 2 es palpable, con un fanático dedicado que ya está instalando el campamento fuera de la tienda Nintendo aún por abrir en San Francisco. YouTuber Super Cafe documentó su viaje en un video lanzado el 8 de abril, detallando su vuelo sobre 800 millas para ser el primero en la línea en la costa oeste para la apertura de la tienda el 15 de mayo y el muy esperado lanzamiento de Nintendo Switch 2 el 5 de junio de 2025.

Super Cafe, que solo ha estado en su nuevo apartamento durante dos meses, admitió que su decisión de acampar podría no ser el más sabio financieramente. "Terrible decisión financiera de mi parte. Lo que sea, a quién le importa", comentó, mostrando su determinación de estar a la vanguardia de este lanzamiento histórico.

Esta no es la primera vez que una tienda de Nintendo ha visto tal dedicación; La tienda de Nueva York también tiene una caravana esperando el Switch 2. Super Cafe, en su mayoría yendo en solitario, incluso ha invitado a otros interesados en unirse a él en la apertura de San Francisco para ponerse en contacto. Planea abordar preguntas sobre su alojamiento, comida, duchas y otras necesidades en un futuro preguntas y respuestas.

La tradición de acampar para los principales lanzamientos de Nintendo, particularmente nuevas consolas, tiene una larga historia. Con ambas tiendas costeras de Nintendo ahora tienen sus propios campistas dedicados, queda por ver si esto provoca una tendencia de que otros se unan a la línea. Estos creadores ciertamente muestran su compromiso de ser el primero en la fila para el Nintendo Switch 2.

Para aquellos que no están interesados en acampar, nuestras guías en los pedidos anticipados de Nintendo Switch 2 proporcionan una alternativa, aunque los aranceles continuos en los Estados Unidos agregan una capa de complejidad a la situación.

Super Cafe está esperando en línea un Nintendo Switch 2 en una tienda que aún no se ha abierto. Crédito de la imagen: Super Café / YouTube.

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