I should have known from that moment I’d eventually leave Lotto Park later that night with Anderlecht having etched a place in my heart, but as I ambled up the Tribune 4 steps - the entrance used by the Anderlecht ultras -  and onto the concourse, there was a feeling of overwhelming affection.

A quick, whistle-stop tour of a cultural phenomenon for only £10 a flight. This was my last chance to see the Guiseppe Meazza in person and, was I going to turn that down because it was only one night? Fuck. No.

The Cape Verdean diaspora has an important role in Luxembourgish society nowadays. Luxembourg, the country where I was born and raised, is a land of immigration and diversity. 50% of the population does not have Luxembourgish nationality and the mixture of languages and cultures of all these communities enriches life in Luxembourg and gives it a cosmopolitan air.

A creative insight of Scandinavian giants AIK travelling to fifth tier Rågsved IF in the Swedish Cup. This time, Goliath got the better of David with a 0-5 win but there was still an abundance of magic.

The midnight sun continued to gleam as one day passed into another. For the weary travellers - setting their eyes upon this new land - it was everything that they had hoped it would be. There had been whispers, from the cold North of Iceland, that another great land lay West.

The next day, admiring the sprawling views from the hilltop Notre-Dame-de-la-Garde, we’re still drunk on the passion, the ecstasy, the anxiety and the relief that us and 65,000 others felt last night. Our time in Marseille has opened our eyes to the core values of a game that means the absolute world to millions of people across the globe.

After ordering a double shot of espresso I asked the woman behind the counter where I could find some football pitches. She reached down, grabbed a map and proceeded to list out every pitch we would come across as we made our way along the Fjord.

I booked the tour through Club Brugge, meaning it was Club Brugge lead by Club Brugge people. And upon meeting these people, we got chatting about my girlfriend and my own origins. I told them I was from Newcastle and a devoted Newcastle United fan. The answer to that? "Phillipe Albert! Phillipe Albert!"

We continue our exploration in the Quartieri Spagnoli, Naples’ Spanish Quarter. It’s a gritty residential area offering a glimpse into traditional Neapolitan life, worlds away from the flashy high-street shops of Via Toledo just a few hundred metres away. Any available wall space is adorned by street art much of which is, predictably, of Dios.

It's the football that captivates the majority. A true cauldron of history surrounds you as you stand in the dugout. So many stories. And as you embark around the story, it's got an aura about it. One that brings you in and wants you to find out more. It's engrossing.

Upon arriving in Hamburg and walking through one section of it to get to the hotel, I liked it. It has a friendly and exciting vibe about it, with every building possible having some sort of artistic expression on it in the form of graffiti. Some pieces of art were good, some were the ones you'd typically see on road signs in the UK. Either way, I dig the creative expression across the whole city. It was either graffiti or stickers. So no matter what, your property was getting covered in something.

Beforehand, it was the perfect away day. It was a Friday, and it was a bank holiday. Örebro, the city where AIK was playing in is only a two hour drive from Stockholm (in the Swedish league, that is a short driving distance, mind you). On top of this, the weather Gods didn’t get the spring memo and went full on summer on all the Swedes pale and sun starved skin.

Medellin is called ”The City of Eternal Spring” and that slogan alone should make you want to pack your bags. You lot can have summer, I’m all for spring. And Medellin embodies spring. Spring is about anticipation. Excitement. Resurrection.