English
It is a pleasure to greet you again, my friends, coffee lovers. I am with my friend Mayira, through her I met Veda, I accepted an invitation and decided to come to this magical place to spend a few days and in the middle of those conversations of stories and tales, behind our backs we can see how the fog totally enveloped the mountain and the cold intensified, and what better time to have a coffee to cheer us up.
After long walks in the mountains every day, we arrived home very cold, it was customary to prepare our coffee to warm up, the favorite place to share it was in the grass, the cafeteria of nature itself, while she sewed, we savored a nice hot coffee, My experience was unique, I went back to my childhood when in those rural places, the smell of coffee when brewing it transported me and its flavor was incomparable, although she does not have coffee plants on her land, she buys it from a neighbor who does produce it.
I forgot to ask her the name of the coffee, it is very good. “He does not market it nationally, it is mostly for his own consumption and the sale is for the community”, I was able to get that information from my friend. The days went by and between sips of coffee morning and afternoon, we enjoyed it very much, while the friendship grew stronger every day. Our companion was the fog and the rain, which sometimes fell hard, although the cold was intense, we were always warm and then the day gave us a beautiful sunset.
The experience was unforgettable, where you consolidate friendships and gain more friends, who open the doors of their home with sincerity and humility. After days of sharing everything, it has a happy and nostalgic ending at the same time. At the farewell, promises are made to return to plan another wonderful meeting to enjoy the beautiful mountain scenery.
