In the last days, the town of La Antigua has been the center of our activities: we loved the spring-like climate, the cultural attractions and the impressive landscape at first sight. A thin thread of nostalgia still alloy us to the world and the people left on the highlands, but now we are ready to put our dreams in a new adventure. As promised to a friend six months ago, we fly to South America, destination Colombia. We feel a little regret for the hundreds of people we are going to leave without a face or a story to tell, along the strip of Central American land. With enthusiasm, we will insist in the attempt of giving a voice to the neglected peoples of this wonderful and damned continent. America…
