Should be Studying....

Instead I went to a PACKED cafe this morning to watch the Argentina-Nigeria game. I woke up a little late so was I walking toward the cafe when the first (and only) goal was scored. It was euphoric. There was a communal grita and the entire street harmonized. Women and teenagers ran out to their balconys and waved to me while jumping up and down. I turned a corner just in time to see a bottle rocket shot off from the sidewalk and appreciated waking up to a series of smiles.

When I got into the cafe there was barely any space but the waiter moved a table for me to join in and arranged it so that I was facing the tv. (without my asking, which amused me) They had GIANT mundial specials with orange juice, tostadas, cafe, and fruit salad for 18 pesos. It was mouthwateringly good but way too much food for my small cuerpo.

There were two televisions in the cafe- one slightly delayed from the other. I was on the side that was temprano and we got a good laugh hearing all of our reactions echoed. Every sigh, woooo, OH!, and VA VA VA, repeated a few seconds later on the other side. I enjoyed the company of the waitstaff, two girls behind me, and an older woman who also came alone. I didn't feel alone at all. We were all in this game together. Kind of the way it should be huh?