El Morro I is the oldest urbanization in the entire municipality of San Diego, Carabobo, Venezuela... In fact, it was the idyllic social, architectural and living model that, at that time (mid 70's) used to be sold to people who wanted to buy... A kind of bet, back then. Let's say that it was intended to be an oasis in the middle of the desert of an unexplored place...
After the town of San Diego, Morro I is the site with the most history, registered voters, cultural heritage, and roots. It is no wonder that people who have resided there, and the new generations who still do, feel that this is a special place. The attachment to this neighborhood is more than special. Those of us who are from here, both by birth and by adaptation, simply love this place.
In fact, while taking some pictures of their church, (located on the edge of the neighborhood) and some of the surrounding area, I ran into a person who pointed out to me, that he himself saw when they installed the "Church Tower". (Currently, Digitel's communications tower).... It is a mythical place in my urbanization. It does not stand out too much, but it is a visual icon of our community.
However, for me it is more than just an extremely quiet and peaceful place. It is my home. Figuratively and literally. People, who were not originally from here, bet on this "project", and years later time proved them right. It fills me with inspiration and pride to express what I feel for a place in the world that has welcomed me. Me and my daughter, we are one more of the community and we feel like San Diegans, without being so originally....
For me, what I describe in the previous lines, is what really describes my feeling for a simple place. Morro I was an exclusively residential place. Time, the crisis, the same development of the city and the economy have turned it into a mix of businesses, restaurants, gyms, parks, markets, and also residences.
There are some who see in that fact a nonsense, a madness; I only see a logical act. Besides, I would hate to see my city, and my home, immune to the passage of time. Everything evolves, everything adapts; even the ancient but modern Morro I. It is then that the inevitable, but almost always for the better, change that the clock provides to everything and everyone, makes these genuine but very simple lines, have as purpose to admire a place that makes me feel at ease; warm and welcome...
P.S: Tell me, do you have photos or comments about your home; about that little piece of land that saw you and your family grow up? I would love to read, and have a wonderful sharing in the discussion section. Thank you so much for reading me, and above all, for taking the time to comment and give your opinion.
