Monday, July 26, 2004

My Portugal Diary: Day 7

Day 7 Monday 21 June, 2004

D-Day!

Felt terribly weak when waking up, sweating all over. Suddenly realised that I had been too busy celebrating with the locals last night to eat any food! And the beer didn't help. Pulled myself out of bed, and dragged the "dead" body to the nearest coffee shop. A banana settled me slightly, but even after a sausage roll, a croissant, a yogurt, half a melon, and two cups of coffee, I still didn't feel full. Oh, God, too old to be flexible with diet any more!

Finally settled with a bowl of fruit salad and a third cup of coffee. Could finish yesterday's diary and recorded the stormy start of the day. The sun is as bright as any other day.

Went down to Rossio. Was planning to do some shopping, but was amazed to find the whole square was already draped in St. George's flags with all kinds of clubs' and individuals' names painted on them. Shame couldn't find a LFC flag. Only on one flag by a couple can one find a Liver bird—took a picture in front of it. A huge St. George's sponsored by Nationwide was spread on the square with three giant words on it: Pride. Passion. Belief. Countless people have signed on it with encouragements or good wishes. I could barely find a space to write anything, but did manage at the end to scribble: "England All The Way!" Texted Roger: "It looks like we not only have won the game, but have taken over the whole country."

Had a fabulous lunch in the restaurant next to the youth hostel, and finished a bottle of vinho verde. Feeling great, just the right mood to go to the pitch



葡萄牙人比法国人还过分:3:00多到餐厅的时候还有很多穿西服的人在吃午饭,而且每个人面前都有酒。估计下午都不用工作了,和我一样也是为晚上的比赛酝酿情绪的吧

Got to the Estadio da Luz (Stadium of the Light) by the tube 3 hours in advance, only to find the surrounding area was already packed by fans in all kinds of costumes, the English fans vastly outnumbering the Croats. The England supporters have the capability of converting every pitch into a home ground!

The nearby shopping mall is housing tens of thousands of England fans, with beer flowing at sky high. Provided no window is smashed, the shop owners must be dreaming of a European Championship every month, with every game involving the English

Are you ready? Come On, England!

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