Well today turned out to be a damp squib initially, it rained and rained and rained. I woke up at 4am which was odd, then couldn't go back to sleep so I did the honourable thing and watched Canadian Netflix for a few hours until it was a respectable time to get up.
I went to breakfast in the hotel just after they opened at 6:30am, unpacked all my stuff and then watched some more Canadian Netflix.
Then after a good few hours of watching films, I headed out into the town, with all directions for the places I'd sussed out on google maps written down in my notebook. I have this great fear of getting lost here and suddenly wish I'd worked harder on my French GCSE.
First stop was a supermarket, but Google was lying to me and there was no supermarket just a guy sitting on a bin waving a plastic cup around so I kept walking and went to my second shop - a sports shop. I was looking for a Canada football shirt, and quickly realised I should call it a soccer shirt here after the guy in the shop gave me a funny look. They'd sold out alas and sent me towards another shop, that I decided was too far away in the rain.
Two stops down and nothing to show for it, next up I went to the tourist information place like any good tourist, grabbed some free maps and asked them where I'd get a shirt from. They directed me back to the same shop the previous guy had so I'm thinking I could be onto a winner there.
Final stop of the afternoon came as I went to get some lunch at a burrito place, on a scale of Tortilla to Chipotle (Tortilla being bad, Chipotle being immense) it was Barburrito (a solid 5) minus 1. So better than Tortilla, not as good or reliable as Barburrito and certainly no Chipotle. It at least wasn't as bad as this small place I went in Sheffield a couple of years ago - sour cream and salsa OUTSIDE the tortilla. Wrong.
Right, I'm suddenly lost in a wave of burritos.. where was I.. oh yeah, back I went to my hotel, burrito in hand, to settle down and watch some more Canadian Netflix. I am having a ball over here. Louise, my mum, dad and Quinn skyped me, my mum was shouting loud enough for my entire floor to hear.
So that's today so far, it's 4pm here now and I'm headed to a sports bar to watch Switzerland v Cameroon.. I think that's the 5pm game anyway. I got my times mixed up yesterday and will miss the USA - Nigeria game due to see U2 tonight. Will finish this blog off later!
11:28pm I am back from U2! I have had a few beers so bear with me on this part.
When I left off I was leaving for the sports bar to watch Switzerland v Cameroon, neither of which occurred. The sports bar was closed and the bar we ended up in was showing Ecuador v Japan. I also had to wait about 10 minutes in the lobby for the torrential downpour to end - seriously Canada, I have not packed a brolly or waterproof please do not rain for 2 weeks.
Soo I met Ley & Oonagh my first real human contacts in almost 48 hours, we had tea in a bar and then headed to U2.
I've never seen U2 live before, they were decent. I knew about 6 songs on the setlist. Obvious highlights included Sunday Bloody Sunday, With or Without You, Pride & Where the Streets Have No Name but the rest of them blurred into one. Bono gave some speech about how Canada is ready to rule the world, spoke about people having power and disappeared into a big LED screen for a song and a half.
Tomorrow it's ENGLAND v Colombia, my first ever World Cup game, I'm excited! Good night!

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