Goodbye Salvador, hello Curitiba

By all accounts Salvador is a pretty sweet city.  Super friendly people, amazing beaches and some bad ass seafood. We did it right and I'm glad we saw the place. We ended up in a total shit hole of an apartment which was a bit of an accident on our part but I think we're ok with that. ND took a special liking to Salvador, spending minimal time with the group while excelling in the boozing, roaming and partying out of his fucking mind departments. Until the early hours of this morning when he returned to us with 5 chicks in tow it was very uncertain as to whether or not he'd be making the flight to Curitiba (which incidentally he had mistakenly cancelled by not showing up to a previous flight). Despite the near disaster we've arrived and have some big shit to get done in this city including seeing our side drum the shit out of Ghana or going home.  I have a lot of faith in Jurgen and am expecting a victory. Hell if Costa Rica and the hated ones can get it done so can we. 

So tomorrow we drink (heavily) rendezvous with Karas, see Nigeria shit on Iran and then the USA game. I'll be geared out and ready to go. I hope Curitiba treats us with dignity and some semblance of respect because I demand no less.  For some reason we have referred to taking a shit as dropping a Curitiba since the trip began so I hope that doesn't come back to bite us in the ass. 

'Murcia