It had been a long plan to go on this trip and it finally came. We planned to go to Dallas to watch a soccer game, my two favorite teams were playing, it was Fc Barcelona vs Club America on the Cowboys stadium. Everybody in the family was excited because it was going to be a fun trip. We had planned to go on midnight that way we were at Dallas on the morning. The soccer game was in the morning so we had to be there early because it was going to be full.
We got there a little late because my uncle got lost so we had to find him that way we could get him back with us. Also we got to the stadium late too because my aunts mini-van heated up so everybody had to pull over. We stopped on a nearby hotel parking lot the guy there came out and was nice enough to give all of us a ride to the stadium on his huge van, he also let us leave our cars there. We got there and they had already started playing, they were on minute twelve. I was excited because there was lots of people. The stadium was huge and had lots of TV’s. At the time I liked more Club America than Barcelona, so I was cheering for America. Then Barcelona scored and was a little mad because the goalkeeper that America had sucked and the goal was his fault. Then my team striked back but missed. On the second half Barcelona scored again and that’s when I started to cheer a little less because I knew they were not going to tie the game.
The game stayed like that Barcelona had won two to zero. After the game we went to a nearby Wal-Mart to buy food to make for dinner. That same night in the hotel we were chilling in the pool until one in the morning. The next...