Because I know you were all so anxious to hear about the second half of my day, yeah right, lol. Let’s see…
After getting a beer and ordering some food we settled in and frankly I was just happy to be able to rest since I’d pretty much been on my feet since 7. As we were sitting there, the pub started to fill up and by the time we left it was like trying to leave the club at the end of the night from the middle of the dance floor, that’s how crowded it was. When we finally managed to make it out we were greeted by a huge group of people that were hanging out, outside with their beers, the place was that full.
Side note: This family showed up the the pub with their 4 daughters or something like that and these girls were fairly young like in their early teens and they were just causally drinking beers with their parents and it was a little like, ok then….
By that time we figured we’d head over to the stadium. We managed to meet up with Maddy and then by some miracle not only got ourselves to the right train and made it just in time, as it was about to leave. I literally was almost running to the train because it was cold and I was determined to make it on. Which we almost didn’t fit, it was definitely a tight squeeze.
Also, forgot to mention that somehow I figured out the whole Oyster card thing and then Tom tried to convince me that I didn’t get the right card and I almost had a panic attack because I believed him. It’s fine, no worries I bought the right thing, sometimes I doubt myself too much, lol.
Anyways after a short train ride we got off and pretty much followed the crowd to the stadium. And we made it, I felt so accomplished and at the same time so far from my new home in Leeds (because I actually was).
After finding our seats and getting some advice on which team to cheer for…..apparently Millwall are “such ducks” so clearly we’d be cheering for Fulham. That worked out nicely because our seats were in the visitor section and they were the visiting team. I really wanted to get one of those like typical football scarves but being at the Millwall stadium they obviously weren’t selling any Fulham stuff 😦
And because I had my camera with my I proceeded to take about a million pictures of the players and their butts lol…good thing I brought the lens that has a really good zoom…
The game ended in a tie, though Fulham did almost score but they called “off sides” on it which Tom said would be too confusing to explain so we just went with it. But for me, the whole experience was a definite win, there really is nothing like being in a stadium full of 90% men that are truly passionate something and also loveeee to chant about it.
It was actually quite refreshing, aside from the chanting their was really no distractions that would take your focus off the game. They really just let the players do their thing which is something you don’t see in the US because no one can pay attention to something for more that 2 seconds….
Once the game ended it really hit me that I still had to get all the way back up to Leeds….and the sun was already setting. But nonetheless I’d made it this far, what was another 3 hours? I did finally make it back and it was no nice just to be home. It was a long day, but I wouldn’t trade it for the world.
Traveling alone showed me just how strong of a person I really am and made me realize that their is so much out their in the world waiting for me. I will be back for you London and one day it will be indefinitely, until then…
P.S. for more pics of the cute football boys click me & huge s/o to Tom for inviting me and putting up with me all day, you’re a gem