My time in San Félix: Fútbol y Mujeres

I went to a soccer game yesterday! Maria, a woman who works at the church, asked me a few days ago when I'm going to come to her house. I didnt really know how to respond to that so I went with wellll whenever you want me to! So she invited me to go to the game with her and her family. She mentioned that she had daughters who were going to go, and winked at me saying they are pretty. That has happened a lot actually. This morning after mass I was talking with Ruth, who got her visa!!! , when an older woman I hadn't met approached me and took my arm saying she wanted to introduce me to her daughter. Her daughter, who is tall and very pretty, got embarrassed when she realized what her mom was doing but it was funny. She's really nice. Her mother made sure I knew that she does not have a boyfriend. Later, Ruth made sure I knew she is 22.

Back to the soccer game. Father Greg gave Rene, who lives nearby, and I a ride to Maria's house which is in a different barrio. From there we walked up to the highway and got on a bus that took us to the stadium. The stadium is impressive from the outside, at night when there are games I've seen it while driving by, the roof is lit up and actually changes colors. I'll try to find a picture of it. Tickets are extremely cheap, only 10 BSF which is $1.25. The atmosphere was exactly what you would expect from a South American soccer game, lots of chanting and painted faces. The teams playing were the state teams from here in Bolivar and some other state that I don't remember. So a pretty big game. It was a good game as well, the home team won 2-0 with two awesome goals, one 10 minutes in and the other with 10 minutes left. When the opposing teams goalie was in our end, the rowdiest section would do the "wag your fingers and scream" thing we do before kick offs in football games. When he kicked it, the whole stadium yelled "hijo de puta!!" hijo=son de=of puta=figure it out. Awesome.