far from Villaviciosa about 6 km. What happens is that they are 6 km of forest, some even by virgin forest and this increases the feeling of remoteness. It's one of those places where you would not like were out of power on the phone and the car damaged.
When I look up and look around me seems to be in a novel or Bazán Pereda, is like opening a door and sign up hills with Eden.But not the Bible, but Paradise "with a capital", but who tempted Adam, all for sin at home and be the sole owner of my own free will.
So here we are, my loneliness and I, enjoying some delicious peas with ham, listening to Maná and let the fingers run uninterrupted portátil.Ahora on the keyboard will go out to the terrace, I'll smoke the last cigarette of the day and I go to bed, thinking that if happiness is not so, you must like him bastante.Mañana, when the rooster crows, back to plunge into the bustle modest Gijón.
