We got up after a couple of hours sleep and went to SeeHaus for lunch.
Truly one of the best lunches I’ve had in a long time. I managed to SMS Avee to join us but the poor bloke got home at about 6:30am so he wasn’t in any mood for lunch at 2:00pm.
The thing is, we had to eat and get back to Stuttgart for the Spain v Tunisia game, so we loaded up our plates and sat by the lake in the sun for a little while. I ate this thing called Schweinsachse. It was like a pork crab claw. A huge drumstick of pork wrapped in crackling the likes of which I have never tasted before.
STUNNING is the best to put it.
We got into the car and found ourselves stuck in horrendous bumper to bumper traffic on the autobahn. We literally stopped on the autobahn, with a snake of stationary cars as far as the eye could see.
We cranked up the 2Live Crew and pulled out the soccer ball Eddie had given us – and played some one-two passing between the cars for half an hour or so before we got going again. It was bloody good, like something from a Coke ad.
The problem only occurred when Micha put on some dreadful movie РUnderworld Revisited or something Рon the inbuilt DVD player and commenced watching it while driving at a conservative 160km/h.  It meant that much needed sleep was impossible.
Micha dropped us off, so while he and Marcus went off on their own journey, Mozza, Enrico and I went back to the Gottlieb Daimler Stadion.  There we were Рour second visit to a real World Cup Match РSpain v Tunisia, and four goals scored, all at the other end of the ground!
Great game though, unreal. Spain look really good, I reckon they could be a surprise packet. Back at the Stuttgart Bahnhof, I picked up some elite chocolate for Marcus, who was by that time back at Mozza’s place, playing XBox. 99% Cocoa. It tasted like rooobish.
We played Medal of Honour, Germans vs Allies (the game totally in German – in itself was an incredibly strange, but highly enjoyable experience) until the sun rose over southern Germany. A bloody good day and night (and beginning of the next day). Extremely knackered. Bedtime.