The finish line


To attempt the unknown, may be more satisfactory than to achieve it


La trocha Camino a Salento, Quindío, Colombia
The dirt road           Road to Salento, Quindío, Colombia

     The shouts and the din of the crowd that had gathered on both sides of the road, could be clearly heard in the distance. Thrilled, they watched the two runners close in at an impressive speed. Most of the kids were scrambled on the fence. Even Lencha and the rest of the cows, who earlier had been quietly grazing in the fresh shade of a huge tree, were now nervous and anxious because of the crowd’s noise.

La Lencha Salento, Quindío, Colombia
Lencha           Salento, Quindío, Colombia

     Triumphant, Magnifico reached the entry gate of the farm, the finish line, in an incontrovertible first place, his face totally flushed from exhaustion. Danilo, was lagging a few feet behind and still struggling with all his might, till the very end.

     Once he had got his breath back, Danilo, walked over to his friend. Laughing, he said to him: “If you had only ran like that in the park, the top would be in your pocket instead of in mine!”; he was tired but satisfied for having run like never before.

Una tarde de pueblo Pueblo Bonitos, Caldas, Colombia
Afternoon in the town           Pueblo Bonitos, Caldas, Colombia

As the crowd applauded and cheered, the two friends embraced in a victory hug, for the truth of the matter was that they both, had gone all the way in that desperate race. And then, Magnifico turned to face Camilla’s eyes, as they shined in her radiant smile. Without giving it a thought, he hugged her and then picked her up in his arms, turning ‘round and round in the middle of the road.

El camino Valle del Cocora, El Quindío, Colombia
The road          Cocora Valley, El Quindío, Colombia

 

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