World cup fever spread across Europe seemingly following us. From the first games we saw in Germany, to the final match we saw from home, the excitment and energy of the World Cup was inescapable. People cheered for their home team, their neighbor’s home team and the under dog. In Brussels our friend’s neighbors were from Ghana and the night they were defeated the street went from noisy and boisterous to completely silent. Here’s a little fan who played his vuvuzela loud and proud on the streets of Brussels.
I'm an adventurer and a fun loving spirit. I'll do almost anything once for the experience, well within reason. I love mountain biking, hiking and swimming. I compete in adventure races, but I'm also a complete nerd and love to read. I try to live my life without regrets, in the words of Ferris Bueller, "Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it. "