Chi-Chi-Chi-le-le-le, Viva Chile!

Last Sunday I went to a partido de futbol (soccer match) with Elin and Allison. It was a partido amistoso (friendly match) meaning that it really didn't matter who won. The game was Chile vs Estonia and as we made our way into the stadium we quickly realized that we were the only non-Chileans there. For the first time people did not assume that we were American and were asked several times if we were Estonian, to which we quickly replied yes. Even though the stadium wasn't full, loud chants and catcall whistles (which we decided is the only way Chileans know how to whistle) continued for the whole game. I had a great time even though Estonia (the team we were supposedly rooting for) lost 4-0!