Even though I felt crappy, I was a trooper and went with Daniela to the restaurant downstairs from our hotel to watch the final World Cup match.
We put on our Spain jerseys and of course ended up sitting in a sea of Holland fans! We were a little scared for our lives, but they were gracious when Holland lost to Spain. Of course for that outcome, we had to wait through double-overtime (yes, 115 minutes). That’s 115 minutes of me sitting there with my poor tummy.
Anywho, we were super excited that Spain won the World Cup! And pissed that we missed being in Madrid for it by ONE DAY. Oh well, at least we had a crowd of Spaniards celebrating right outside our hotel. Viva Espana!