¡llegaron! / They've Arrived!

A ocho kil metros de Medell n, a mitad de camino entre Envigado y Sabaneta y a mano izquierda yendo (o derecha viniendo), entre naranjos, mangos y limoneros en un altico se alzaba Santa Anita: alegre, limpia, hermosa. Desde la carretera la ve amos y desde su corredor delantero nos ve an: " Ah vienen, ah vienen ," dec an el par de viejas aterradas. "S , ah vamos, y qu ." En un Fordcito que alcazaba los setenta kil metros por hora en plano, el narrador de este libro y sus hermanos viajan a la finca de la abuela en los d as azules de la infancia. D as que recordados desde el presente, en el que el narrador tiene la edad de su abuela entonces, se llenan de colores m s oscuros. Una novela inolvidable sobre la infancia y el paso del tiempo. ENGLISH DESCRIPTION Eight kilometers from Medell n, halfway between Envigado and Sabaneta, and on the left-hand side when you're going there (or the right-hand side in the other direction), among orange trees, mango trees, and lime trees, arose Santa Anita: happy, clean, beautiful. We saw it from the highway, and they saw us from their front hall: "Here they come Here they come " said the pair of terrified old ladies. "Yeah, here we come, so what " In a little Ford that maxed out at 70 km per hour, the narrator of this book and his siblings travel to their grandmother's country house in the heart of their youth. Days that, remembered from the present, when the narrator is as old as his grandmother was at that time, are filled with deeper colors. An unforgettable novel about childhood and the passage of time.