I'm not a huge sports person, and admittedly, I didn't watch much of the World Cup. But being that today was the big game, I headed to the Meatpacking District to watch Spain and the Netherlands duke it out over a very long brunch. As expected, the bars and restaurants in the neighborhood were alive and packed with fans (mostly of Spain), bringing an overwhelming feeling of camaraderie—and celebrating—to the streets, which I love!
Ole...ole, ole, ole! Walking down 14th Street not long after Spain's victory.
Goal!! At the restaurant during the game, Spain finally scores. Champagne for everyone!