US Open and stuff.

We took the line 7 from Grand Central Terminal; that is one big train station!
As soon as we arrived to the gates of the US Open it was clear the event was of epic proportions (like everything else in NYC).
The first semi-final was an entertaining match but we were of course impatiently waiting for the main course: Nadal vs. Del Potro. The first set was everything we could hope for... and then Nadal demolished his opponent (4:6 6:0 6:2 6:3)...
In the end we were slightly dissapointed but still very conscious of the luck we had to even be there.
Classic evening ending with some custom cocktails (apparently a bit strong in smell and taste for my brother...). Also who the hell orders "Crispy brussels sprouts" as a bar snack!?Baca lagi