This is my 100th, and last, post from the Southern Cone. At least this year. The living room is strewn with suitcases and last-minute “to do” lists, my head is spinning with all the places I need to go this morning. I look out my window one last time, sipping coffee, as the Santiguenos scurry up and down the street, going about their daily details, oblivious to the fact that my life is changing. In a very good way. My time here has been like a great feast; it is now the morning after, and I am basking in the glow of memories of wonderful company, astounding surroundings, stimulating conversations and rich, reflective moments. Chao, Chile. Nos vemos luego.