Soccer Tournament

Soccer tournaments are huge events here. They typically include: lots of people from all different communities, several vendadoras with their giant cooking stoves to serve pupusas, and a local DJ-esque person who brings with him several loud speakers and makes seemingly funny comments along with very loud music played non-stop even during games and penalty kicks. Oh, and let's not forget a handful of town drunks who, like today, wandered onto mid-field while we were playing.

I was about 2 hours and 2 games late by the time I got there and noticed cow poop on my leg...I hate when that happens. I looked around and saw all the above mentioned but also a pleasant view of the volcano. I love the idea of living under a volcano...especially one that is dormant and sometimes frothy.

Our team won, pretty much with no thanks to me. I only got to play in one game of 15 minute halves. And, I was out of it. I had waited for about an hour for a bus that never came and ended up having to do the 30 minute uphill walk by myself. That, and I was so immediately surprised how physical the team we were playing was. I love a physical team. I love being physical on the field. It is why I like soccer. In this game though, I seemed to always be in the wrong spot and barely got more than a few touches. Oh well. Some games are like that. I almost didn't go but it seemed with less than 4 months left here that I should take advantage of events like these.

*On a side note: One of my teammates was gossiping with another lady about a Salvadoran girl who had just gotten here from the States. My teammate said she seemed like she thought she was too good for the people here. I stopped listening again until I heard her say, "Look Adelina is from the US and the mosquitoes don't bite her." I jokingly said they do. Then, I looked over at the girl who she was trying to make a case against...her legs were filled with mosquito bites. I figured it better not to tell my teammate that I am a heavy user of OFF.