
Colombia, the country of magical realism
The wind blows from the northern part of Colombia and in the striking landscape of La Guajira it begins to spin the windmills, those enormous knights that Don Quixote saw in his imagination. After playing with the blades for a while, the wind continues along the beaches of Cartagena and cools down the women sunbathing there, before squeezing through the holes in the walls of an ancient city that tells it stories of heroes from long ago. It reaches Medellín and here it races against the Metro. Having lost, the breeze follows the mountain upwards, shakes the coffee leaves until it reaches Bogotà, cold, where it forces people to put their hands in their pockets and seek warmth while it throws itself from a very high building.
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