summer. It seemed yesterday that ended one of the worst holiday Ayers history, when we said goodbye, including fireworks, summer, heat and movement through the streets of the town. The silence and tranquility walked arm in arm through the streets of the town, became cold and long nights and little by little, we recuperated ayerbenses and we headed back into the routine.
and start again those months of rural activity, movement of urbanites to the people to spend the summer between swimming pools and terraces ... to enjoy a break. The exams are over, the festivities begin neighboring villages and displacement of these villages are continuing on the weekends. To round off the summer, the festivals of the village. In a critical context with weak economies and debts to pay, I guess this year the Santa Leticia honors will stay in the race tape, tree enjabonao and mobile disco. Gone are the fat years in which the orchestral theme leaders of our country had a hole in Ayerbe parties to entertain our ears, years in which arenas dealing with a sports position currently worn by misuse, years in which 8 bulls out a fire Saturday night. Time
not spend, not save. Time bottles of vermouth and a few home cooked meals.
summer does not come with a lot of heat.
