ENTRY 26- TOURISTS COME

Language 4 Entry Nª 26


TOURISTS COME TO MY TOWN!

As a recent member of the new tourist agency in my town I am going to promote tourism on it. Why tourists coming from many parts of the world are only interested in 9th of July Park, Independence Square, the Cathedral, the Independence House and the so beautiful Tafì del Valle landscapes. It is so routinary and boring.

I would attract tourist telling them the following:
Do you want to have a really busy, dynamic and why not dangerous, exhausting day?
Well, come to my town.
Do you want to witness an amazing black rain covering houses and people as well?
So, prepare your digital cameras and come!
Do you dare to experience a terrifying, scaring feeling that the world is coming to an end in the middle of the night when heavy trucks and lorries descend with their empty boxes from the high slope where the railway crosses?
Will you be so brave to sleep careless of the deafening noise, menacing to crash into your garden or door because you never know if the driver is asleep at 3.00 or 4.00 in the morning?
If you are brave enough, come to my town!
It is a bit scaring and disappointing but it is only during the night. You know when the dark veil of night spreads over the town, all our fears come shamefully to us. Do not worry. When the morning comes, it will get better.
You will have plenty of time to sleep late more or less up to 9.30 or 10, that is when the fog mixed with dust react in a strange chemical way producing a dangerous but attractive scene at the same time, so you can spend the time playing a guessing game, like asking what goes there? And another tries to infer what vehicle it is because of the noise of the engine.
I would serve the breakfast in the garden, but I would wash all the leaves of the plants or perhaps you would prefer to guess what colour is under the layer of dust. If you want to see how the sky is beginning to show the beauty of the sun, please put dark glasses because the first shy, little, thin and fragile black ashes are beginning to fall.
If you want more action, wait until it turns warmer so the owners of the sugar cane plantations set fire the whole plantation and you will experience the terror of the burning, exploding sounds of the cane leaves. It seems that the whole town will burn in a time, but do not worry, the fire never reaches the houses!, what the fire reaches are the electricity cables. It does not matter if we run out of electricity for the rest of the day, until the electricity company repares the damaged cables. Moreover, what matters if there is someone at the operation theatre in one of the hospitals and the operation can not be done, or it fails and the patient dies, we have to support sugar cane production, sugar factories employ more people for this season. So let them work because they need the money for their families, the rest of us do not matter. What is the problem of having five or ten ashes in the same eye, we enjoy visiting the oculist or washing our clothes and hair everyday. What is a hall, a backyard or a cupboard without dust and ashes. They are nothing!, they do not look the same as when they are clean! Being covered by ashes, gives the house, the plants and the furniture an exotic view!
Ladies and gentlemen, prepare your digital cameras, the first ashes are beginning to fall. It is so exiting, but put your glasses on first, can you capture that delicate gracious image of the little black dashes coming down? They are so tiny and thin that they look like a classical dancer, see what a delicacy, waving from side to side, a little but gracious jump over there, they whirl and with a bow they land on your head, on your shoulders, on your white shirts, but I know they prefer to land into your eyes, but leave space in your cameras for the bigger ones are coming now, look they are five or ten or fifteen centimetres long! Have you ever seen such big ashes? It is a unique event! See? They are as gracious as the little ones, but with the slight difference that these big ones have taken some classes of how to fly like a plane. I think that sometimes they are so pretentious, they believe they are parachutists themselves! The evidence is that they reach a certain altitude and with a disdaining courage they jump towards the ground without a parachute! They are so self centred that I began to hate them. Nevertheless they do not care about my opinions. Look how gracious they wave, they are soaring, flying, falling in a slow trip from heaven to ground. One has landed, there are more, what a pity! They are so fragile that when they land they brake into pieces, but others not, so you can take them as souveniers. Or you could start a collection of odd things so you can include the big ashes . I am thinking of starting a collection of them myself.