Chez les Rois
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- Swimming pool
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
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So, we woke up at 4 (again having 3 hours sleep) and were a little worse for wear. We trudged to the air port and thankfully everyone went quite smoothly. There were a lot of Koreans attempting to get out of Porto Alegre and they decided to check in everyone at the same time so our check in took a while. From there, it was the usual ****** sandwiches and a good nap on the plane. First we arrived in Brasilia for a few hours and just chilled out before jumping on ...
... hostile as they say. In the conrtary, very warm outgoing people. As a Moroccan and a Ukrainian, we feel like home. We almost got the tickets for the USA-Portugal game, on the black market of course, but by the time we fetched the money, the guy had already sold them. Faycal used all his tricks to find them at around the same price, but no such luck. But the atmosphere in the city is really awesome. Now we are tired, going to try to sleep to be ready for the Amazon jungle trip tomorrow.
... patriotism and enthusiasm in the lead-up to a match.
The game itself was a nailbiter, but we thought we had the match in the bag--and our 2nd-round ticket punched--in the 95th minute with just a few seconds to go. And then Portugal scored, and we were shellshocked, and trudged a very somber four miles back to the hotel. We went straight to bed, because we had to wake up at 4:30 a.m. for our flight out of Manaus. It turns out we could have slept ...
... jandels..but so much fun! The entire fan zone was packed full of brazilians, was cool to experience but just soo many people it was hard to move anywhere. Is quite a different experience when 6 big white guys walk through a crowd of small brazilians, everyone stares, and the women are very welcoming.. Quite night tonight, recovering for our first football match tomorrow - Croatia vs Cameroon! ...
... in the hopes they lose their senses, plunge their hands in their wallet (to buy everyone beer of course), and decide they want to sit next to a screaming, irate, mildly intoxicated, English-Australian psychopath (love you dad <3). The tactic proved successful and we took a jolly Bolivian fellow to watch England get beaten by Italy in what dad claimed was 'all part of the plan'. Not surprisingly the English will believe anything if ...