As someone knows in this forum, I went to Barcelona last week to support Valencia at Camp Nou. At the beggining I didn't wanna go, because 4 or 5 hours by bus is too much but i decided to go. I knew i was going to enjoy with my friends and my team.
Actually, our bus was very boring. Nobody was singing there. Only the last row, where i was with my friends. In the first stop, we bought some rum and coke and we started to drink to do that bus better and we drunk rum until arriving to Barcelona. I think all the people in the bus hate us because we were singing and laughing during all the trip. It was really funny. At least the last row enjoyed the trip.
Finnaly we arrived to Barcelona and many people there insulted us. It was funny, I was sure that my team was going to play a good match, so I could laugh when the insult)
I have to tell that Camp Nou is incredible...Mestalla is big, but Camp Nou...The only problem of it is that this stadium is in Cataluña. During the match we were singing without rest and as far as I know people could hear us on TV, so it is to be proud, because we were around 1000 in a stadium of almost 100000 people.
When I travel with VCF I just want to enjoy and I don' care about the score (as the song) so I was not upset with this 1-1. I know it could be better, but it is not bad.
After the match, we had to wait 20 minutes to go out from the stadium and when we do it, problems started. Valencia's supporters were walking to the bus (withouth police protection) and suddenly, i saw 100 hundred valencianistas in front of me running to me. I decided to turn back and run more than them (in Spain we say: ''gay the last''). I asked what was happening and they answer that boixos were waiting for us. Fortunatelly nothing happened. Police went with us to the bus and we started our way to Valencia.
But the trip had not finnished yet. When we passed the toll to use the highway, the bus broke down. The driver broke the gear box. We had to stop and we were there, in the middle of the highway to 7am. Catalan police didn't help us and we had to wait a bus from Valencia to pick us up and take us to our city. It was the 1st time that I was in stopped in the highway for this reason, and noone help us there!! It was so strange to be in the highway without nothing to do and unknown people...but i had fun there. I'm sorry for the others because they didn't enjoy like me ans my friends, but I don't care.
Finnaly, I arrived home at 11am...really tired but expecting for the next match against Barcelona))
See you in Madrid, or wherever, but in the final))