This is a very simple favorite thing about Chile: the pictures on the cigarette boxes.
Now, don't worry anyone, I haven't picked up a smoking habit (other than being smokin' on the beach... heh), Chile just has very distinct cigarette boxes. As part of an effort to curb the raging chimney of the Chilean population, the government has mandated that more warnings be printed on all cigarette boxes. The one shown below is a newer model; there's also a guy with a hole in his neck and a huge "THESE CIGARETTES ARE KILLING YOU!" message. The warning labels on the back read like Truth ads, including descriptions of the chemicals as tar and rat poison.
Thursday, December 6, 2007
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
Favorite Things: Los Cerros
Next on the list of things to love/miss about Chile: the topography of Valparaiso.
Sandwiched between the bay and a series of sharp hills smashed together, the city of Valparaiso truly is a city of interesting topography. Each hill has its own personality: Cerros Concepcion and Alegre are touristy and wealthy, Cerro Artilleria has a huge old fort, Cerro Bellavista has a open-air museum of famous murals... I'd continue, but there's 24 in all!
Sandwiched between the bay and a series of sharp hills smashed together, the city of Valparaiso truly is a city of interesting topography. Each hill has its own personality: Cerros Concepcion and Alegre are touristy and wealthy, Cerro Artilleria has a huge old fort, Cerro Bellavista has a open-air museum of famous murals... I'd continue, but there's 24 in all!
Monday, December 3, 2007
Favorite Things: The Beach
Next on the list of things I love and will miss of Chile: the ocean.
I ride past 20 minutes of beach every Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday to go to school, and I walk 30 minutes to get the the closest beach several times a week. There's penguins and sea lions, naked babies running around, and people selling popsicles. Alone or with friends, it's paradise.
I ride past 20 minutes of beach every Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday to go to school, and I walk 30 minutes to get the the closest beach several times a week. There's penguins and sea lions, naked babies running around, and people selling popsicles. Alone or with friends, it's paradise.
Sunday, December 2, 2007
Favorite Things: My Chicas
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