Besançon, France - July 15, 2018

World Cup Halftime

France defeats Croatia 4 - 2 to win the World Cup!

We woke at six thirty this morning, intent on cycling to Besançon. It was important to us to get settled in before the match.

Slow Boat

The Blasting

Watching France work their way to the final has been a magic carpet ride of sorts. Small pubs and restaurants have allowed us to view four other French matches leading up to this point. Nothing could prepare me for a World Cup final in a participating country.

The bar that we chose was standing room only (and hot). Locals were already sweating and a bit sloppy before we arrived.

It would be impossible to describe in words the passion that the evening held. After French goals, locals were up on stools and tables hollering. The entire group was one in song. Primal.

The Win

After the win, a French gal ushered us into the center of the city where everyone was uniting in celebration. Fireworks and flags carried the city into the night.

Kelley and I lost each other for over an hour in the mayhem, then crashed at an Airbnb in town.
This was my first World Cup. There will never be one like it.

It will take some time to sort this evening out.

Daylight

Automobile Decor

The Long Night