The garden was full of ghosts and shadows. There was something eclectic in space. Heat, water, Wind whispers, it was as if everything had conspired to create a bewitching night and fairies, witches and goblins in my garden were dancing around me. I tried to listen to the silence.

It is close to Buenos Aires, has nice restaurants and lots of history to see and feel, ideal for a getaway. It is a place that reflects very well what happened in the pampas of Argentina.

Diving is flying below ground. Move effortlessly and in slow motion in a world completely unknown, where you are a guest in a world of goldfish, sand walls, water winds.

The rereading of 98 Ortega and enthusiasm brings us back to the landscapes in the proper measure of its necessary support and melancholy intelligence. A look back might be, in this sense, a necessary look at the future.