In the lands of the coffee, from the book, Searching for treasures      “I’m off to enjoy a tintico. I have been looking forward to it for a long while ago! It seems that at Danilo’s I can find a good coffee. Would you care to join me, Jon Jairo? If it’s alright with…

In the lands of the coffee, from the book, Searching for treasures      Out of all that Victor Hugo had mentioned, Jean Marie’s French mindset only focused on one single detail.      “An espresso coffee, you said? Now, that’s the way I drink coffee back in France,” he replied, taken aback with this…

In the lands of the coffee, from the book, Searching for treasures      “Talking about sleep and staying up all night, Don Victor. Can you tell me where to find a good coffee?” Jean Marie steered the conversation to less stressful topics, while he tried to cover up a yawn that was doing its…

In the lands of the coffee, from the book, Searching for treasures      “Are there many earthquakes in this region?” Jean Marie asked as he thought about what he had just heard, a worried tone in his voice showed through. This talk about quakes and tectonic activity was not part of the Colombian adventure…

In the lands of the coffee, from the book, Searching for treasures      “How can this be? This is beautiful, you are undeniably a great master, Jean Marie, congratulations! Both studies are extraordinarily impressive. You see, I spend time here every day, at this precise moment you have allowed me to discover details I…

In the lands of the coffee, from the book, Searching for treasures      Taking out his supplies, he proceeded to add a few strokes there and correct the shading in different parts of his sketch. Soon, that paper began to overflow with its own life, all because of a few well-placed lines and traces…

In the lands of the coffee, from the book, Searching for treasures      Now he went back, leisurely taking in the paintings hanging on the walls. They contained motifs alluding to the coffee crops, painted in bright, shiny colors. He kept on looking at all the wealth of ornaments that decorated this corner of…

In the lands of the coffee, from the book, Searching for treasures      Arriving at the entrance, he noticed a sign that had been placed on the side of the street. It was blocking the cars from parking in front of the building. The writing on the makeshift signboard immediately caught his attention, and…

In the lands of the coffee, from the book, Searching for treasures      Still, he did manage to produce a few outlines on the way over on that bus ride. It was a complicated issue, with the continuous movement of the vehicle, which at times was quite abrupt, especially when going through those closed…

In the lands of the coffee, from the book, Searching for treasures      “Many years ago, this place was called the Villa Rica de Segovia,” Jon man answered. “Personally, I liked that name and liked it well enough. The Paisa founders christened the town with that name back at the end of the XIXth…