When it comes to traveling, I always look for a place to enjoy a good cup of coffee.My recent visit to the municipality of III Frente, located on the heart of the majestic Sierra Maestra, pleasantly surprised me when I found a corner that seemed extracted from an old story.
Upon arriving, the place received me with an air of tranquility and mystery.At first glance, III Frente seems inhospitable, surrounded by mountains and dense vegetation, as if the life had stopped there before the year 1959. I begun to walk around, keeping every detail, every finding on my mind. People seemed to be on s continuous rush, laugthing abd soeaking aload. I was amazed, it looked weird but interesting to me, the landscape was part of all designed up there and just when I thought I could not find anything else, there in a forgotten corner, I discovered a lovely old cafeteria that seemed to keep stories of past times.
The structure of the place was of worn walls, with details that evoked the Cuban and local tradition.In a small opening of the wall, there was the place where orders could be made.With curiosity, I approached to it and, looking through the hole, I found a kind man who smiled while preparing the Serrano coffee.
I asked for a very large cup of Serrano coffee, famous for its intensity and taste depth.While waiting, I enjoyed the murmur of the wind between the leaves and the song of the birds, creating a natural symphony that complemented the atmosphere.When the cup reached my hands, the aroma invaded my senses, the warmth of ceramics contrasted with the freshness of the air.
Each sip of that artisanal coffee transported me, not only to the mountains of the Sierra Maestra, but also to the very essence of Cuban culture.This little corner, apparently isolated, became the heart of my experience in III Frente, a place where coffee not only serves, but is lived.With no doubt, becoming into a finding that I will always treasure.
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