Here and there we saw people waving flags, wearing goofy patriotic hats, and sporting red and yellow face paint. We followed them, hoping they'd converge and lead us to a nice bar to watch the game.
We asked a small group holding Spanish flags where they were headed and they kindly led us to an open-air plaza with a huge screen. On the way to the plaza, they introduced us to their favorite Spanish Omelet Sandwich in town at a crowded shop called La Garriga.
We ended up making new friends while watching the game. The crowd went wild for a local boy playing on the Spanish team. Festivities went on for hours after the win. And we'll never forget our first Spanish Omelet Sandwich.
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