Along the way, with my brother we were listening attentively to the stories that my grandparents had in each place we passed. They were shocked to see that the road was completely paved and in good condition. Mario is that my grandfather was a truck driver throughout his life has transported firewood, charcoal, stones ... All kinds of raw material used for the lime kilns that were 30 years ago atra s. We relatedtobacco the incidents happened when one of their trucks remained stranded for having broken an axle shaft or motor ... His truck was stopped on the road day (at that time were dirt roads). And today was wonderful to see these routes, which were known by heart and could guide them with their eyes closed, had changed. And of course, they were all desperate stories, but also told us many funny anecdotes.
After having traveled for more than 2 hours from home and non-stop, we Obispo Trejo. In fact, almost always different localities of the province and we are increasingly impressed by the progress we have these small & amp; about girls, as localities. As our grandparents told us, I began to imagine that Bishop Trejo was a ghost town because we were told previously dirt roads, full of stray animals (cows, sheep, horses, chickens, etc.), coal ovens ... But oh, surprise! Obispo Trejo is a beautiful town. Logical, full of old buildings, warehouses, pastel-colored giant with giant doors, people sitting in those old warehouse with a beer, smoking and laughing in the background while listening to some of our folklore. I was impressed by this place, I love the people that kept a touch of before (or storesbakeries with wood stoves, for example) but also had modern buildings, bridges, the paving of the main street clothing stores, kitchen appliances to a hotel was "full speed" . But our goal was to visit a particular building: the church is there. My grandmother could not remember where exactly was the church (the last time I was there was 20 years ago), so we stopped and asked a local. One, who lives in a constant rhythm and treatment of people in the city, is accustomed to fast, to abuse the time to ask somethingand you answer wrong, is thrilled to see a man who lives in a small town will respond with all the love, with its special tune with lots of warmth. That gentleman was leaving a panaderíae interrupt his walk to ask where was the church. We were in the wrong direction! The church was (for example, because not remember the cardinal points of the location of it) and we went south to the north hahaha. We walked at least 6 blocks, we saw the houses, the club ... even had his own football club! Finally we come to the "Church Obispo Trejo ”, in honor of the Santo, of course.
My grandparents, who are very devout, got thrown from the car ... One of two things: such was the excitement of seeing the church and see the different packages of saints or their bodies were very stiff for the trip, really do not know.
Unfortunately, the church was closed but still played their doors, we crossed and read some boards that are attached to the walls. A datito: the church was built 101 years ago.
Ah! Something that charm me most is that this place got in the car and just spent some girls as young as 12 years and with a puppyoy told us: "Hello, good day." By god! What is the friendly people there, so respectful and kind. Typically, where I live, children are not able to give you time if you ask for it with respect. That gesture of girls brought me a big smile of satisfaction alegríay.
were only a few minutes there. We could take some pictures to the church and a small cave that is next, and there's was already noon and our stomachs began to rumble lol. Yes, I was eager to return to explore the area, know the lifestyle las people living in Trejo and to make friends because people in this town is wonderful, believe me.
already to make it a little shorter because I stretched too much, when we returned, we went to other towns that were on the way: Chalacea, Cañada de Luque, Villa Totoral of Jesus Maria and I can not remember the other jejejeje. Something
back to the rescue: in Jesus Maria is the great Arcor candy factory ... The best chain of Paisy candy producer also exports some of its products abroad, such as cl &; Aacute; musician and delicious "or Bon Bon" (that I know because I saw it on Discovery Channel xD)
Well, the way I told my brother that when we returned home, we had to go through the shop is for sale to the public ... said than done! We went through the store. Titina My grandmother and I were off to go shopping. Willy Wonka seemed hahaha. What a way to do candy, bags and bags of candy, lollipops (popsicles), chewing gum, ice cream, cakes, cookies, candies and chocolates. It's a dream that store! He wore a lot of money and was convinced she would spend it all on candy lol, what am sick! Well, nowith gumdrops:
Finally, we come home happy and telling what happened to my mom who was waiting with open arms ... It surprised us ; much, plus we felt bad, we had a guilty conscience for leaving her alone despite his right hand thumb bruised but she kept telling us time was perfect and had no no complications.
Well, I hope you liked it. This is my first "page" I have written here. Throughout the time being & amp; eacute; writing stuff in this space so, thanks for reading and join me!
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