The only clues I had were my instructions to:
- wear something warm;
- wear something smart;
- bring my camera; and,
- bring my epipen.
Well, after a bit of a walk around Santiago's business district, I was ushered into what looked like a hotel and into a lift bound for the 17th floor. At which point I began to panic a little... Anyway, the lift doors opened onto a rooftop bar that presented us with the most stunning panorama. We were seated at a table on the east-facing terrace, with an unbeatable view of the Andes.
It was the perfect evening. The previous night it had rained heavily (rare in Santiago), leaving the Andes sprinkled with fresh snow and giving us a crystal clear sky in which to appreciate them.
As we watched the sun go down, we saw the mountains change from brown, to pink to red, until finally night fell and we saw all of the city lights twinkling below us.
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