A night at Camp Nou

One of those great sporting moments. Ben and I in Camp Nou for an early evening kickoff. Still very hot and the sun going down behind the hills. Its Catalonia day so there’s a few rousing hymns about statehood, the Barca song and it’s all eyes down for an efficient 2-0 win against a rather tepid Mallorca.

Much different from an English league game. No anger, no fat blokes with tattoos in football shirts getting pissed, no obscenities, no fights with away fans, no crap food, no useless public transport to get you home.