In France the World Cup is a big deal. Every bar, and I daresay I am not exaggerating, had a TV, and some had more than one. In our little town four screens were set up. Food and drinks served. Tables popped up and a party began.
From the cheers and groans I don' think one team or the other was favored.
Sacha and his girlfriend were with us, plus two friends of ours. We talked more than watched the game. Well, that is until the babyfaced Mario Götze (22 years old) scored.
Two TV screens, one on each side of the road.
I loved how the bar across the street was called
"Sport's Bar"
We watched the game at the other bar caused it served Paella and Crepes.
Why not?
World Cup ends and the Tour de France fills in.
Yellow Jersey will ride by my Belle Mere's place in the Alps.
Motorcycle trip might be in order to watch it live.
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