Seriously after ever freakin game my street looked like this, more or less.
No fun trying to get home in traffic, (yes, that those are people on the rooftop in the pic below)
and forget about leaving the windows open on a hot muggy day, you couldn't hear yourself think much less catch a cool breeze.
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Oy. Reminds me of my childhood neighborhood; we were inundated once a year by a quarter-million college kids on spring break, and immediately afterward we had to deal with cinco de mayo, another drunken free for all. Sometimes it got so bad my mom wouldn't let us play in the back yard.
Nope, don't miss it. :)
Oh, sister, we are soo on the same page with this.
There was/is an annual summer street festival that happened almost immediately after the soccer madness (in the years of the World Cup) but I didn't mind having the live jazz band playing almost right under my living room window. I love the old jazz standards, and the bands were always very talented. Plus it only lasted for the weekend.
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