My first game is Serbia – Ghana at 4pm about an hour away in Pretoria. The plan was to meet with British cousin who was staying with other family in Kempton Park and then we would all ride together to the stadium. However, that morning, plans changed and I was to be there by two (because they are closer to Pretoria) so that a third party would pick us all up.
Luckily, the Ivorian cousin foresaw this happening and had a back-up option for us so we were soon at the stadium with minutes to spare. We found our seats which were fortuitously all in the same area. We even ended up in the same area as the boys so we had ourselves a grand old time as Ghana proceeded to show Serbia who was who. It was magical, magnificient, and awesome all rolled up in one. All this time, I thought I was going to come and enjoy the atmosphere and watch a few games while I was at it, but the atmosphere that day was just ON FIRE. I wouldn’t have missed it for anything in the world!