Historic moments and croquetas

How good am I at choosing countries (capitals, no less) to live in?


Congratulations, men in red, and thank you; you have made my days unforgettable.

I live in the center of a firework

I have never been so happy to be shouting my head off, jumping with a pointy flag, blowing a vuvuzela and having beer and sweat splashed on me after not having eaten for three days and likely prolonging food-poisoning recovery.

And I run with them, and hoorah, and make mistakes, and get back up. And I'm not a part of them, but I am. I really am.

Goodnight, screaming, beautiful city, my pulsating home-for-now.