After arriving home at 7:30am (and subsequently eating one of the tastiest hamburgers in my life, with beef, ham, lettuce, tomato, and an egg on top), we had a nice long sleep (until about 2:30). We went out for a late lunch (which really is only late for the US; everyone eats lunch around 2:00 or 3:00 here), then back to the house for a siesta, and then to the supermarket for some supplies: German beers, paté, anchovies, queso, and a pizza. On our way back to the apartment, we came across Pride (which I'm sure most of you know is the Gay Pride parade). The one here in Madrid is the largest in the world, so there were quite a few people on the streets, many of them very interesting, to say the least. Back at Jesus' apartment, we watched Spain vs. Paraguay, in which (as I'm sure most of you saw) there were two penalties with no goals! But, as the title of this post indicates, David Villa was in the right time at the right place once again (Brian, your pick for most goals is panning out is seems). It really felt like it did when the Saints won the Super Bowl. When Villa scored, I leaned out the window and could hear shouts, horns blowing, and just general euphoria throughout the entire city. Needless to say, there was a buzz in the air that night and we went out to celebrate. After the previous night lasted until 7:30am, this second night was a little less crazy (we got home around 4:00am).
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