Villa la Angostura
We decided to stay here for Super Bowl Sunday. The hostel had a good sized TV and comfortable seating area. We were told the game was on at 5pm so we planned the day around it. We thought we would go for it and make a big spread: Nachos as big as your ass, chili dogs, etc. That was the plan anyway, but it didn’t turn out as well as we hoped. We stuffed ourselves right before going to the grocery store and without much motivation to shop for food we left empty handed—well, that and the fact that we couldn’t get any type of tortilla chips or chili.
My hands were sore from spending the better part of the morning trying to break Adam’s chain. He was long over due for a chain and sprocket change and we thought the early afternoon before the game would be a good time. Besides, two sets of hands and two sets of tools would make the job easier. Without a chain breaker, or a good solid screwdriver or chisel, or die grinder, or anything other than a hammer and some odds and ends, breaking the chain was a real challenge. After about 15 minutes of strategic effort it turned into a primal exercise in brute force. About 2 hours later it gave way. Those OEM Japanese chains are tough!
We settled in for kickoff at 5pm, but were told by “El Ruso” the flash Russian manager of the hostel, that the kickoff was at 6pm. Turned out the national anthem wasn’t sang until about 8:30. Oh well. We could tell immediately that this superbowl was going to be different than any other. First, the announcers are speaking Spanish. Ok. That we could have anticipated. The real bummer was that we got NONE of the great commercials we expected. NONE! We thought we’d at least get a couple. Nope. All we got were the same 4 or 5 ESPN commercials promoting the same 4 or 5 programs (like German Silva, etc)
There was another American in the hostel excited about the super bowl, she was from Chicago and very excited to have the Bears in the game. So was Adam, who is also a Bears fan. We were all pumped to see, when the ball was finally kicked off, it ran back for a touchdown. Adam was dancing and shouting for all to enjoy. It wasn’t soccer, no, but I think we made an impression on the Argentine on lookers.
In true super bowl fashion, we had pizza delivered, and when the game looked out of reach turned it off. At this point it was about 11pm… we had been in front of the tube for about 6 hour, drinking beer and eating pizza. This was the closest I felt to being home in 4 months.
My hands were sore from spending the better part of the morning trying to break Adam’s chain. He was long over due for a chain and sprocket change and we thought the early afternoon before the game would be a good time. Besides, two sets of hands and two sets of tools would make the job easier. Without a chain breaker, or a good solid screwdriver or chisel, or die grinder, or anything other than a hammer and some odds and ends, breaking the chain was a real challenge. After about 15 minutes of strategic effort it turned into a primal exercise in brute force. About 2 hours later it gave way. Those OEM Japanese chains are tough!
We settled in for kickoff at 5pm, but were told by “El Ruso” the flash Russian manager of the hostel, that the kickoff was at 6pm. Turned out the national anthem wasn’t sang until about 8:30. Oh well. We could tell immediately that this superbowl was going to be different than any other. First, the announcers are speaking Spanish. Ok. That we could have anticipated. The real bummer was that we got NONE of the great commercials we expected. NONE! We thought we’d at least get a couple. Nope. All we got were the same 4 or 5 ESPN commercials promoting the same 4 or 5 programs (like German Silva, etc)
There was another American in the hostel excited about the super bowl, she was from Chicago and very excited to have the Bears in the game. So was Adam, who is also a Bears fan. We were all pumped to see, when the ball was finally kicked off, it ran back for a touchdown. Adam was dancing and shouting for all to enjoy. It wasn’t soccer, no, but I think we made an impression on the Argentine on lookers.
In true super bowl fashion, we had pizza delivered, and when the game looked out of reach turned it off. At this point it was about 11pm… we had been in front of the tube for about 6 hour, drinking beer and eating pizza. This was the closest I felt to being home in 4 months.
Amie pumped for the Super Bowl
posted by Pedro and Maria at 12:49 PM
2 Comments:
hey you guys - go to my myspace site - you can see the funniest superbowl commercial there. The one with the check-out lady/grcery store - HILARIOUS!
You guys kept the spirit and watched football - damn americans! haha... I'm shocked you can keep your dates/days of the week in order!
Keep on truckin!
gene
Amen John Henry,, if it wasnt for the constant brute force of my friend with beast skills I dont think that chain would ever come off. i thank you and chili verde thanks you.. class act!!! class aaacttttt! sucka
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