1: electric charger/converter confiscated along with deodorant and toothpaste by security outside Minerão
3 bazillion: number of obscenities uttered 9 hours later when I realized they'd taken the converter
100's: amount I would've lost betting on Spain at least making it out of group...you know, if sports betting was legal in the States
0: keys broken (we're clearly off our game)
1: lid-like sheet of glass on the stove (amazingly, neither Chapman was anywhere near the scene)
5ish: miles walked along the beach in Natal late our first night there, apparently right along a favela through which we were later told it was too dangerous to jog in broad daylight with dozens of other runners (there were no, repeat NO incidents during our three days there to justify this fear)
10: number of minutes the US team looked strong, in 5 minute blocks bookending the...
80+: minutes in the middle during which they looked like crap. Thank Almighty Cheebus for Tim Howard.
100's-1,000's: numbers of Skol beers killed at our favorite haunt in Natal, Casa de Matuta; highly recommended if you ever find yourself on Praia das Artistas.
1: item from bucket list, "See a game in Maracaná" in rather spectacular fashion
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