Sometimes it becomes a tragedy, years later, on one occasion.
The October 14, 1957 Valencia suffered "The great flood" that affected much of the city causing extensive damage. As a result of it, it was decided to modify the course of the river in what is called Plan Sur, by designing a new route that would exit through the south of the city, into the water. As a curious thing, part of the works were funded through fund-peseta 25 cents on All postal items that leave from Valencia. That is, the health cent (applied to other tasks) and was invented decades ago. Well
. It's 8:30 am, I am in Valencia and I'm going to run. Where? By Turia. One old bed to the bathroom were deprived of water, there is another bathroom every day, this time crowd, which is used for walking, cycling, jogging or sunbathing. A short stroll from tower blocks and suddenly goes into an oasis. I agree the city park in the area closest to the sea, where Calatrava has left parked a few spaceships. Headed for the headwaters of river. Poplar, privet, bougainvillea, pine and ficus. Many people
-looking bike from work or college. The design of the different areas of the garden gives a role to water. Fountains and water channels contribute to the freshness. Spring is here despite being in early March. Naranjos, jacaranda, grevilleas tipuanas and decorated with different colors the environment. Sport facilities happen, soccer fields, baseball and rugby. A bicycle track marks each hectometer. Hackberry, catalpa, plum, ash and acacia.
The park is a botanical garden. Countless species with some very notable examples of lading despite not exceed 50 years. Plants have many months to grow in the mild and humid climate. I've been running half an hour and should be turning, but I refuse to not go a little further. A running track and field hockey, both crowded train, I caused a pang of envy. Aleppo pine and pine, cork and oak, strawberry, carob and olive trees, willows and oleanders tarays. Bridge
October 9. Thirty-seven minutes. I turn around. I do not know how I leave unexplored. I do not care. So I'll excuse the next time you come. I turn back quickly. Changing detail side to keep me back. I meet with two African runners in series by a pine forest. Have chosen the city well. Encinas, tree of love, soap makers in China, Austrian pine, linden and mulberry trees, mimosas, palm and pine Islands.
cyclists, walkers, runners, street cleaners and gardeners. Hundreds of feet below the noise, between trees in an orchard in the heart of the city. Each to his own.
I get to hotel and after the shower we go to breakfast.
The eleven o'clock.
We are sitting in a sun terrace.
An orange juice, toasted bread with olive oil and ham.
Paradise exists and is close to us.
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