My sister and I went in search of our old home. We lived at the base of an old cobble stone street which we walked up to go to our school: Colegio Nueva Granada. The school moved years ago and the lovely old stone building ( once an embassy) is now gone.
What WAS still there was our “magic” castle. At the end of our street was this beautiful stone mansion replete with turrets – which made it a castle. We used to peek through the gate and the owner, seeing these three little kids, invited us in to look around. I was 5 or 6 years old and was especially impressed by the sunken tile bath. That kindly man and his castle has stayed in my memory all these years so it was a real treat to see it still stands when so many old buildings have vanished to be replaced with new “edificios”.
El Candelario (Old Town)