I got yelled at three separate times while I was riding my bike today. The amazing thing about not understanding the language is you can just smile and keep pedaling.

Also, it’s football time.

This city is crazy over the UEFA Euro championships, and it’s getting good.

Every single restaurant and bar has some sort of TV rigged up outside for public viewing.

When Italy made it to the quarterfinal on Monday, the Italians were running around with big flags, driving around and honking, and celebrating in the streets.

Even the Babybel cheese is getting in on the action – with different country flags on every little cheese (nail polish cred – Essie Lady Like).

Now, Italy plays Germany tomorrow night (I’m secretly rooting for Italy).

I was in France when they won the semifinal and that country was nuts too.

I didn’t pay too much attention to it last year, but I’m finally getting into it this year. It reminds me of all the passion I had for sports in Baltimore. Plus, it’s fun!