Off The Deep End

Randomly we were informed of a soccer game by a cab driver. We had gone out to the airport to change out outbound tickets and were on our way back to our hostel. The cab driver was talking to Adrial so fast that none of us could piece a single coherent word together. After about five minutes of jabbering at us Adrial finally figured out there was a futbol game that after noon at the local stadium. We called up our friend Luis and he said he was already planning on going with his son Rumi and his girlfriend. He agreed to meet us at our hostel before the game.