In the lands of the coffee, from the book, Searching for treasures      They were two horses trotting together down the street. There was a rhythmic sound as their hooves struck the asphalt, it was a cheerful melody produced by the beat of their cantering slowly through the town. The rider and probably, owners…

In the lands of the coffee, from the book, Searching for treasures      In his vivid imagination, Jean Marie contemplated those two rivers and accompanied them in their winding wanderings. Undoubtedly, they seemed fatigued in that part of their travels. They had covered great distances, and now, their strength had ostentatiously waned, for they…

In the lands of the coffee, from the book, Searching for treasures      Caught up in himself and his vision, he wandered through those far-flung grounds, where the gargantuan Andean Range is finally torn apart, after relentlessly having breached the vast continental extension that could be traced back to the far-flung Patagonian lands in…

In the lands of the coffee, from the book, Searching for treasures      Later, continuing on the journey on the bus, the highway followed that same riverbed, accompanying it in its course towards Pereira City. On occasions, it crossed it in its path, riding on large bridges made out of sturdy metalwork.    …

In the lands of the coffee, from the book, Searching for treasures      They were enjoying an unexpected moment of silence, one of those pauses that occur during a conversation. They were savoring the welcome sounds of the nostalgic Paisa songs that drifted in the air from the nearby pubs in the park. The…

In the lands of the coffee, from the book, Searching for treasures After a huge breakfast, the now happy traveler welcomed the chance to walk in the park. Running into Jon Jairo on his way, both were pleased to say hello to each other. They walked together to the opposite corner of the plaza and…

In the lands of the coffee, from the book, Searching for treasures      The next day, he got out of bed early and full of energy. After indulging in a refreshing shower which he appreciated immensely, he went back to the Fonda Paisa for breakfast and found Doña Juli waiting for him with a…

In the lands of the coffee, from the book, Searching for treasures      Jean Marie was surprised to find, in less than a kilometer, a village by the name of Venecia. “This walk-around has turned into an international tour,” he thought with a grin, while the jeep’s driver, whose name was, Andrés Corrales, born…

In the lands of the coffee, from the book, Searching for treasures      A few minutes later, he stopped a jeep and climbed on that automobile, totally packed with passengers. He had no other alternative but to jump onto the platform in the back, outside the car, and hanging on tightly to avoid falling.…

In the lands of the coffee, from the book, Searching for treasures      “OK, nos with muy shoes that look like new, and its owner that seems as old as always, it’s time to follow the hotel owner’s advice. Time to hit the road! He talked about a cool walkabout that’s only a couple…