On the Road ... Tour de France

We are leaving for the airport tomorrow around 7 a.m. The mail will arrive about 2 p.m. We have not yet received our tickets.

Simple math will make obvious what has already become clear to me: We will not be receiving our World Cup tickets.

As I said yesterday, this news is hardly shocking. But I have to admit that the news is a little more depressing than I thought it would be. Whether or not I had really lost hope, the stark reality has really begun to set in.

Our European trip will almost certainly not include watching a game in person.

You have all been officially invited to my pity party. The punch bowl will be empty, only cookie crumbs will be left and the pony in the backyard will leave just before you get there. Have fun.

Looking back, I'm not sure I would have changed anything. In many ways, I would rather have taken the chance with it blowing up in my face than just quietly accepted my fate. At least now, we can say that we tried our hardest to get in. While not attempting to purchase these tickets would have put an additional $300-$600 (depending on whether we would have made the trip to Germany anyway), I decided long ago that I could afford to lose that money.

But enough of this ... I'm going to Europe tomorrow.

Whether or not we attend a game, this promises to be one of the most exciting three weeks of my life. People will be going nuts in every town we visit and the energy will be unlike anything I have experience. Really, there's nothing to feel sorry about.

So wish us luck (hope you don't mind me switching from singular to plural like this) and the next time you'll hear from me, I'll be in Europe.

posted by FreeSanJose at 7:19 PM

On the Road ... Tour de France

It's D-day

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