So life has been pretty normal around here lately. Other than the 4 year old kid driving a car stopped at a stop sign, my third encounter with a transsexual prostitute, and the police chase/tackle I saw on my block, life has been routine. I am enjoying my routine of class/gym/basketball but I will always try to mix it up throughout the week and definitely on the weekends. This week on Wednesday we went to a soccer game. La Universidad Catolica (of Chile) versus a Venezuelan team. It was a lot of fun. The fans cheer with a lot of enthusiasm, and they cheer very crude and inappropriate things. There are six year old kids that will yell things they should definitely know nothing about, but that is the culture down here in Chile. Curse words are used in front of children and because of that I think people are a little numb to them and they are often less degrading and more casual.
The two teams tied, and it got very exciting and fun toward the end of the game. Players fought on the field a little bit, and they do a very good job of acting when there are "fouls". They had about 50 riot police there in full gear with shields...and they must have learned their lesson because the sale of alcoholic beverages is nationally prohibited. I had a really good time and on the bus ride home I was again solicited by a deep voiced "woman" and I scurried past her/it with a polite "no gracias!". I always seem to have some kind of shady encounter on my ride and walk home.
Another man was walking in the opposite direction of me on the opposite side of the street, and he stared at me the whole time we passed each other. About five steps after we passed, he pulled the ol' switcheroo and started following me in the street. I let him know I was an aware/sober gringo and kept eye contact looking over my shoulder as I walked, and he gave up his pursuit a half block later and sat on a bench watching me make my way home safely.
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