These days of the austral autumn of 2009, you can take as a premise for a development, such that the part is in all, notions or the everything is in the part. So, I’m going from my intense experiences in a specific work such as transport in Argentina, to try to scale up chronologically to totalities, culminating today in the global evolution. Without prejudice to do emphasis in our personal experiences or that we have been handed down in direct dialogues with other people, not be denied, that we have watering in documentation, and these searches have been stimulated by the aforementioned experiences themselves and others; searches that subsequently have given more perspective for further experiences. A sort of continuous Feedback. Let’s go then to the triggering experience of this communication. It was a summer, I believe that the 1995. The octogenarian woman, was sitting in the entrance hall of the hotel that had been in the town of Riverside, province of Cordoba. We could surmise that It was the owner of the establishment.
On our tours we learned see many hotels that show past Splendors, with their now elderly owners, which allowed presuppose that the closure of that hotel would coincide with the death of its owner. In travelled further saw several of those old hotels already closed when not demolished also have seen that in those travelled, elderly people are more prone to the dialogue with outsiders. What’s more, I’ve met some who did incisive questions to try to know who was one and which was the purpose that fall visit by small villages. The issue is that we started a conversation with the Lady, and in one of its paragraphs mentioned with longing, when in the dining room of the hotel served forty Cafe con leche who looked to the motor car which passed through that station at dawn.