Brazilian men. in dresses. with funny underwear/
Saw one woman who wanted a picture of the well dressed boys, and when he whipped this lil fellow out she gasped and put her hand in front of her little girl's eyes;)

Yeah Baby.
The Grand Parade is your staduim, in Cape Town we dont Ole, we Ayoba...
SAPS on the look out.

Third place. again.
Third place. again.
Captain Deutschland agrees with the Octapus when he says he had a bad feeling about the Spain - Germany game. I should have known, when he showed up without his hat, that this had stirred a slightly different gees in Germany's biggest fan.
The parade was a live and cooking, and like sussie said to me when we just arrived there
- i love how everyone is so happy -
We danced to the sound of klopse and shook our asses (mine draped in a Germany scarf) while singing "Stamp daai boude lam'' as the lights came on on the mountain and stunning city hall.
A Cape Town magic moment. I love this city.
The game was tense, but on the night Spain was the better team, and as heartbreaking as that goal and those last few minutes was,

the German dream was ended as the Spanish marched on 'to what A calls, the final of the virgins.'
Neither team has ever won it, so I will sit back and enjoy what is sure to be an entertaining final to this very successful world cup'.
Like the Times said today - South Africa is the real winner today, as we have proved all our critics wrong, showed all the pessimists on their noses and swept away all doubt that we can do anything we put our collective minds to.
Viva Mzansi, I am VERY proud.
And last night the German's also made me proud as they kicked some Uruguayan ass, and took bronze in a very entertaining 5 goal third place play off.
We watched at the Apartment (adidas 3 stories) after the Bin exhibition, but read more about that later.

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