FUTBOL!
Well, of course we could not go to a Latin American country and not partake of the number one continental pastime. However, I don’t want you guys to think we just goof around all day having adventures. It is hard work to get futbol tickets.
So, we need to get the tics from a ticketmaster vendor. They cost between $7.50 and $20 dollars US, for the Chilean playoff games. Ok, first we try to buy them online. Strike. No problem. We learn need to go to this dept. store, similar to Macy’s here and find the ticketmaster booth there. It’s in the back, in the basement. OK. We find her and we know how to ask for the tickets. (Glaspeys +1).
She responds, “Fill in the sound that the adults make in the Peanuts movies here.”
Como? (what?)
“Blah, blah, blah, something something, unique partido y no compramos entradas aqui. Blah blah, CineHoyt en calle Blah blah.” (hmm, Chileans +2)
OK, we know that this is a unique game and we have to buy the tickets at a certain CineHoyts (which is the equivalent of Regal Cinemas).
We take a cab to the CineHoyt we think it is. The cabbie honks at as as we walk right past the CineHoyt that he just explained was underground right where he dropped us off. We see the sign and catch on.
We find the ticketmaster vendor at CineHoyt, we ask for the tickets.
“Blah, blah, blah something about another CineHoyt 2 blocks away.”
We walk out and begin to walk a 2 block radius around CineHoyt1, looking for CineHoyt2. We don’t see it. We ask someone, who directs us back to CineHoyt1 (we think). We ask someone else. “Blah, blah, blah, blah.” But, this guy was really good with his hand gestures.
FOUND IT!
We ask the ticketmaster vendor to recommend which seats are decent. Hmm, no entiendimos. Oh well, we pay the midrange price and we know for sure that we are in the shade at least.
Stay tuned…
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