Tag: Argentina

  • Primordial memories

    Primordial memories

    After a while, he would come back down laughing, and then, he would settle comfortably on one of the first lower branches of that pine tree; the branch polished to a fine finish from so much wear. It was a huge bough, precisely his favourite one, where he would swing from his legs, with his…

  • The delicious tamales from the farm

    The delicious tamales from the farm

    She was the sorceress of the altars in the kitchen Magnifico’s mother never agreed to keep pigs at the farm. At least once a month, she would dedicate herself fully to the making tamales (steamed corn meal rolls filled with pork and spices). For the tamale fillings she preferred to buy a piglet from her neighbours,…

  • Talking about horses

    Talking about horses

    Not even the horoscopes for that such a particular week could have foretold what was about to occur. The emotion         The streets at Ibarra, Imbabura, Ecuador “Are they from Morocco?” Oscar asked. After which they all laughed cheerfully. Gabriel began to explain: “No, they’re more like your country folk, they come from your…

  • His own Boss

    His own Boss

    And the first thing he learned in this world was the art of obedience.     “For the time being, I am quite content just by getting to discover the world,” Oscar remarked. “Now, I have been working for more than thirty months and in different parts of Ecuador. All this time, I have learned…

  • When am I going to die, momma?

    When am I going to die, momma?

    When am I going to die, momma? Oh, my child… what would you say, if I told you that for you darling, it’s going to take a long time! Walkabout          Route 9, Jujuy, Argentina The years go by; like the mileposts on the highway, they turn into a succession, which ‒passing right…

  • The bad ones never die, momma?

    The bad ones never die, momma?

    The bad ones never die, momma? They die darling, only they they’re so busy with their wrongdoing, they take longer.     Without any doubt, Bucaramanga’s traditional cemetery is the Central Cemetery. The main access to the cemetery is on 45th street. And it’s a portal with a lively canary-yellow façade, decorated with white ledges.…

  • The most beautiful thing in the world

    The most beautiful thing in the world

    “You will find that the Universe is there, present, and right before your eyes.   You will experiment the magic of life, enclosed in her smile,   and maybe like myself, you will not want to miss that Treasure, which represents the Utmost Beauty I have found in all my wanderings…”   “That smile, my…

  • And when she smiles

        In this address that I’ve written down here, go in and ask for María.   Say hello to her, on my behalf   and you shall see that when she smiles everything is transformed. Stories                In Spanish                How to buy …

  • The most singular beauty

    View of the Amazon         Macas City, Morona.Santiago Province, Ecuador   “Ah, that is a very good question. The lakes          San Carlos de Bariloche, Río Negro Province, Argentina . I’ll answer that what I have found, the most singular beauty in this world, may be so, but only for…

  • The most treasured

    On the road          Highway to Juliaca, San Román, Perú   “Still, I always eventually recognized that though I had encountered indescribable beauty, and on so many occasions, none of it all had enclosed all the necessary requirements, so as to indisputably affirm it was, indeed, the best of all, the most treasured.”   Doña…