El Lucho

Lucho is my name in Chilean. My colleagues at work gave me the nickname on my first day, it was a casual joke as a means to adapt me to the country but the name stuck and I've grown so used to the name that I now introduce myself as so. "Hola, soy Lucho!"
I find it appropriate that I have different name here, given that my lifestyle is so different here .

I am El Lucho.

There are two people who know me under my real name, my secret identity: Astrid, who knew me before I had my nickname, and William, the Dutchman who feels like my connection to Europe and henceforth, home. On a side note, the poor kid got 500 euros stolen from him by his roommate a week ago. It's  a shocking story that offers a great deal of reflection on trust.

To continue in the theme of being typically Chilean, I went to the most Chilean bar on Wednesday with Diego and Joaquin, the Office youngsters (despite being 4 years older than I am). La Piojera! What is la Piojera? I'm not sure whether I'm aloud to tell you for whenever I would ask people they would simply tell me where it is, and always avoid my inquiries about WHAT it is. It is hard to describe why it is so great, but I do know that it all somehow revolves around the drink they serve there - and only serve there -, the Terre-Motto (earthquake in Spanish). The Terre-Motto is a delicious mixed drink that is served with a large ball of ice cream floating on its top, nonetheless it is widely unadvised to have more than the two I had. For the people that have only one, there is more than enough space to leave your artistic mark on the walls; between the many other drawings, carvings and random objects.

My stay here is approaching its end here though, and El Lucho will no longer be, henceforth my writing stops here, for El Lucho is needed!