Saturday morning 11/06/16 – What would you have as a tattoo?

Bright eyed and bushy tailed we were on the road to the stade by 12, after Clive had proved that he could sleep for Cymru.  Guess what – no trams today but the bus got us into centre ville. We shared our journey with some Slovakians, this made for an interesting ride.  Looking at the bare armed guy, that couldn’t be a tattoo of Hitler could it?  Sure enough it showed Hitler being driven in a staff car with the registration number (wait for it) 1939.  Welcome to the European Union Slovakia!!!   Once safely off the bus we had a direct route to the fanzone.  A pleasant walk through narrow streets with a variety of shops but without the charity shops, estate agents and Poundshops, I’m talking about you Crookes!  Do you know the problem when there are so many fans in one place?  Getting served at a bar, particularly when all you want is a coffee.  In the Place Grand Theatre there was a wonderful old carousel ornately decorated but sadly with few customers. First surprise of the day was that the trams were running from the Fanzone to the stade.  Given that this was our first game we were on the tram by 2.30pm for the 6.00pm kick off, but not before Clive had managed to track down a Cymru flag to join us on our voyages and Danny had managed to have a ride on the carousel.  Adding to my Bordeaux transport memories the vehicle was yet again overcrowded with standing room only.  But we made it and who cares about how you get there as long as you do.