Chi-Chi-Chi Le-Le-Le Viva Chile!

Ugh I know, I stink for this post being almost a WEEK late but I have a legitimate excuse: our internet wasn't working at our casa, thus preventing me from spreading the good word about a great soccer game. Yes, friends, I went to a soccer game last Tuesday! In Santiago! Against the nasty Bolivians! (insert boo-ing noise here).  Tuesday was probably one of the best days I've had in Chile yet because everyone was so excited to watch some futbol and drink some cervazas and have just a quality Tuesday night!

We got tickets to the game through a program at La Catolica (my school here) and my friend Jamie and I decided to sneak some beer onto the bus because they don't sell beer inside the stadium.  Little did we know that our soon to be best friends were also planning to do the same! The kind gentlemen that sat behind us on the way to Santiago ended up being our friends for the night.  They taught us all sorts of lovely phrases that involved beating the hell out of Bolivia- ok I taught them that one- and mean things to say to police officers.

Me and my new friends

On the way there, about an hour away from Santiago (and 309240920948 beers in) the guy in the red, white and blue wig pulled out face paint! At that point all hell broke loose. Everyone from the front of the bus came to the back of the bus and paint was passed around like it was going out of style. Chile's colors are red, white and blue so naturally I was all about the theme. Chileans also, like Americans, are verrrrrry patriotic. I was so proud to be a kind of Chilean that night! 

No explanation needed 

Again...speechless 

Friendz 

Go big or go home? 

Paint in the hair- classic 

When we finally got to Santiago we all poured out of our bus. All of the girls wanted to buy game scarves or "bufandas" but one of our kind man, face-paint friends insisted on going with us so that the scarf-seller wouldn't swindle us! Awww. 

In front of the stadium! 

The game was pretty boring but it was fun to watch all of the Chilean's get so enthusiastic about literally everything. Most men were watching the game and listening to people commentate on it from their headphones so I couldn't ask important questions like what color team Chile was and what kind of sandwiches they were selling at the concession stand.  We ended up winning 3-1 and this means that Chile advances to a higher round in the world cup qualifying games! Yay Chile!

After the game we all got back on the bus and fell into a deep beer/avocado sandwich slumber. Wednesday morning was tough and I was still finding face paint on Friday, but it was without a doubt, such a blast. 

Viva Chile!

Chao, 

Aves