In the lands of the coffee, from the book, Searching for treasures      Jean Marie abruptly reacted coming down from the daydream he had been caught up in. He stretched lazily and gave up on trying to capture all the rich details de had viewed, deciding to start the first draft. This is how…

In the lands of the coffee, from the book, Searching for treasures      Sure enough, the streets that bordered the plaza were lined with colorful, sumptuous, imposing age-old manor houses. They had been built in another, now remote time, when life’s necessities were viewed with a widely different perception. They still proudly displayed the…

In the lands of the coffee, from the book, Searching for treasures      He explored the park with his gaze, once again and stopped when he saw two women who seemed to be well into their years in life. They walked arm-in-arm on one the pedestrian walkways toward the center of the plaza. Instead…

In the lands of the coffee, from the book, Searching for treasures      Coming back to the present, he contemplated the stunningly beautiful church to his right, gazing from his vantage point on the second floor. He was a little surprised by the Gothic architecture of its majestic towers. Absentmindedly, he contemplated the life…

In the lands of the coffee, from the book, Searching for treasures      Jon Jairo was dressed in blue jeans, wore short, brown boots and a white hat that had been through a lot of wear. He had been talking about the summer days in the coffee zone and how the sun was usually…

In the lands of the coffee, from the book, Searching for treasures      While they prepared his breakfast, he got up and went out to the balcony to admire the striking view from his vantage point on the second floor. It appeared to be more of a picturesque scenery, he thought, as he appreciated…

In the lands of coffee from the book, Searching for treasures      Searching, all the way in the back, Jean Marie found a table, placed next to a balcony with an expansive and cheerful view of the Central Park below. Exhilarated by his findings, he picked that table for enjoying a well-deserved breakfast. While…

In the lands of the coffee, from the book, Searching for treasures      The following morning, on Tuesday, Jean Marie woke in the Coffee Zone, happy as a lark and in an excellent, good mood. Once having got out of bed, his first inaugural act to celebrate his arrival on that morning was to…

In the lands of coffee, from the book, Searching for treasures      “Well, look here, my boy, you’ll have to excuse me, but I must interrupt. Allow me to elaborate on that thing that you call the good weather and the stuff about the Spring. Better said, these summer days in Medellin are cheerful,…

In the lands of the coffe, from the book, Searching for treasures      That cup of coffee, beckoned the time to let go of the night’s dreams, still asleep in between the sheets, and go forth in the pursuit of a brand new day!       During the typical stretch of one more…