"immortality beckons!" (he reckons)

he tries to keep death
at arm´s length by starting his
trips from Dignitas...

"they like to help people on their way, right?"...

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Every capital city has its USP, and - apart from the occasional heart-warming, and profoundly silent, glimpse of distant snow-capped Andean peaks suddenly, somehow always unexpectedly, revealing themselves between office blocks - Santiago´s appears to be something called ´terremoto´ (earthquake), a vicious concoction famously available in a well-known spit-and-sawdust cantina called La Piojera (translates as ´fleapit´, so you know what to expect). It´s not for the faint-hearted:- spoon a couple of scoops of sugary pineapple ice-cream into a beer glass, fill to the top with fermented wine, add a generous dash of some mysteriously dark liquor, stand a straw up in it, and bing-oh-dear-me! Like medicine, it takes a bit of drinking - but you sure as hell feel better afterwards. Well, I did*. Goes well with salmon and custard, apparently.
OK, so the last bit was a joke, but the rest wasn´t.

*according to a recent straw poll, 9 out of 10 straws did, too (that´s another joke).

Farewell, Santiago, hello Vicuña. It's looking good - it's looking very good...

Vincent Hefter, News at Ten, Vicuña, Norte Chico.