Myself,
Ross, Lloyd, Heather, Laura and Kevin all met up early in the afternoon and
grabbed tapas and a few beverages at a few small bars up in Parquesol (suburb
of Valladolid). Ross and I were only
able to eat tapas at one of the bars since as usual there is meat in everything
everywhere. I was starved after a while
but luckily Lloyd had kindly made us lunch reservations at a great Mexican
restaurant. There wasn’t a whole lot we
could get (surprise surprise) but they did offer to make us fajitas with beans
instead of meat so that was nice.
It
ended up being delicious and the restaurant was beautifully decorated and had a
killer view of the city. There is one
hill in Valladolid and we were on it! We
drank margaritas and had a typical (not for us but for Spaniards) 3 hour
lunch. It was perfect and we were then
ready to brave the cold and sit in a stadium watching Futbol.
I
was surprised first of all that you are unable to buy booze at the games. I fully expected to drink beers while we
watched but apparently they no longer allow alcohol to keep people from rioting
I guess. I wish someone had told me this
sooner so I could have acted like a teenager and snuck some in my jacket. So we drank coke with a tiny bit of rum that
Lloyd brought and shared with us.
The
game itself was about as interesting as I expected. I have never been a soccer fan, other than
watching Italy play in the world cup with my Nana, and kicking a ball around in
the backyard with the family. I do not
think it is a very exciting sport.
However it is obviously very popular here in Europe so I knew I had to
give it a go.
There
were not that many people there but I was assured that when the weather is
nicer and it is a more important game the crowds are huge. Lloyd was explaining that Valladolid is in
the second tier of the Futbol league.
They are too good for second tier but not good enough for first. It is too bad because in second tier they do
not get to play teams outside of the Spanish league. Where in tier one they play teams from all
over Europe. The people around us were very into it though (from what I could
gather since I cant understand a lot of what they are saying) But I do
understand cheers and drum banging and I learned a ton of new curse words!
The
score ended up at 0-0. But our count of
dives was something like 3-4. There was
one injury that seemed legit but it was mostly guys crying over tripping over
their own feet. Overall I had a great
time and a really fun day. I will
definitely try to catch a few more games while I am here. It may not be my favourite sport but I will
not be seeing any hockey here so I will learn to love it!
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