We noticed that Cardiff is a rather industrial city and seems to have more of a club-scene than pubs. Additionally, the locals have a certain attire that reminded us of South Jersey at its worst (see pics). We were quickly able to buy some overpriced tickets off a scalper and breathed a sigh of relief that we hadn't come 4 hours to sit in a bar. Over the next hour we had beers on the street, people-watched, and procured some Wales scarves.
When we finally entered Millennium Stadium and took our seats we were pleased that we had managed to buy front row tickets and were just yards from the field. We had a close up view of warm-ups, saw the Welsh band, and the mascot sheep (with which the welsh boys apparently have a bad reputation)
When we finally entered Millennium Stadium and took our seats we were pleased that we had managed to buy front row tickets and were just yards from the field. We had a close up view of warm-ups, saw the Welsh band, and the mascot sheep (with which the welsh boys apparently have a bad reputation)
Both teams sang their national anthems and we were impressed with the vigor with which they belt it out. The match saw Wales triumph, and throughout it the crowd continued to sing various national songs.
Following the match we opted for room service rather than fighting the crowds and called it an early night.
Sunday we returned to London (but not without first missing our bus), packed up, and headed to Amsterdam. We can't believe that only a week has gone by and we have another adventure waiting for us in Holland!
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