If I write the name Daniel Zamudio, does it mean anything to you? What if I wrote Daniel Zamudio is equal to or as similar as Matthew Shepard? Do you even remember him? I have to admit that when I heard Matthew Shepard in comparison to the recent events surrounding Daniel Zamudio here in Chile, …
Category: Santiago
The loaded question
As I was leafing through today’s El Mercurio, I came across an editorial piece entitled “¿Donde estudiaste?” or “Where did you study?” After reading the one-page article, I actually felt PLEASED (of all things!) because the author reflected what I have thought all along about this ridiculous question: Discriminatory by defacto, this question seems to …
Our dining experiences in Santiago (Part 1)
G and I were a long-distance couple for about eight months before I made the big move to Chile (You can read about the beginning of our relationship, how we met, our courtship and the proposal here.) Granted, we were lucky that our time apart didn’t span years, as it does for so many other …
Chile, 100 years ago
I love the magazine inserts that come in the weekend editions of “El Mercurio” (Chile’s primary newspaper). I rather enjoy reading them and finding out about all things related to the Chilean culture and the happenings in Santiago itself. This past Saturday’s edition of “Sabado” Magazine. A Bicentennial special. I grew up learning the in’s …
Close cab encounters of the Santiago kind
I was once convinced that the weirdest or most awkward of cab encounters were contained strictly to the island of Manhattan. The normal cab experience in New York involves the word “no” yelled sternly from the driver himself in response to one’s query if he happens to be going Uptown. In general, they never seem …
Santiago the Segmented
I’m noticing this odd phenomenon about social classes here in Chile. There is a weird obsession over them that reaches every corner of this country. Further, there seems to be a constant need to identify which class people fall into. …or maybe it’s because I’m studying Marketing and for all types of reasons, marketers need …
Oh year… don’t ever start out so romantico
Perhaps romantic isn’t the right word but if 2010 was going to be *the* year in which I focused on me and G, I’ve started out on the right foot. We’ve spent the first evenings of 2010 at home, cooking, laughing, drinking wine and finally playing with our new Wii. (We’ve played before but NEVER …