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JAÉN STATELY, TU SOL LIGHT AND YOU DO NOT FORGET ... CASTILLO DE LA MOTA

... "Master Jaén, your sun and your light will not forget, you're the most beautiful capital of Andalusia, I want you heart and always remember you, your green olive groves of Jaén ay !...! my soul

Bello pasodoble dedicated to the land of Jaén, which fell in love with the composer-Antonio Vallés Perdrix, a Saragossa natural musician, who also fell in love of a beautiful woman and married her.

I also fell in love with this land. From the land of my parents. Jaén is something you attracts, engages you. Maybe it's the light, the smell of earth, to home ....

Perhaps its people, simple, grounded in its roots, with nobility. There are some words that I read somewhere, long ago, he says, approximately: "Whoever enters reluctantly Jaén, Jaén out crying." That says it all. And do not say anything. Because we have to go to Jaen. You need to know your people, you have to walk the streets, we must see the sky ....

I have few photos from there, because it was small when he walked the streets, while playing in their seats, then when I returned to live for three years as a teenager, I also realized what was living. I was more concerned with my friends, to please the guy I liked to sit on the stairs at entrance to the cathedral in the Plaza Santa Maria, my friend Juanita, and eat a meringue, watching people walk seeing my sister Alicia play, running between the fountain that was in the Plaza. There were so many cameras, or mobile .... and also was not aware of what he saw, or that would leave the city later.

I left, yes, family taxation. And I cried, yes, because they left everything. Family, friends, love ...

And life again, I returned to it, three years later, after suffering a bereavement, that changed our lives forever. And there came back to feel protected, Jaén and our family because we tucked. The three years I lived on the street teacher, before coming to Manchester, when I looked out the balcony, the first thing I saw was the cathedral. An overcast day with the fog, another day with snow on their balconies, another day with clouds adorning ... I was looking at her, admiring ... It was fantastic. And everything inside me stirred. How many eyes have admired as I this picture ...? And in my retina were recorded, forever.
After I missed the. And I cried. Here you have some photos. I will continue to go up as finding more photos than I did, and scanning them

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THE CATHEDRAL.

A majestic work. Surrounds us and immerses us in the past.

Stone speaks, we speak of beauty, people's feelings of Jaén, centuries of history, nobility and simplicity as the people themselves.

Renaissance style, the building of the cathedral lasted several centuries and involved many teachers. But the plant is the work of Andrés de Vandelvira. Was built, like many other churches and cathedrals on Arab mosques.

Torre

right side. A very old photo in black and white, which was kept in a drawer.

A view of the cathedral and surrounding area.

adjective: Jaén, Jaén, Jaén, Jaén /-a, jaenero /-a, aurgitano /-a

anecdotes : Jaén city has been forgotten by many for many years. It is a city that boasts many legends, both religious and civil, legends tell of ghosts, of brave saves the city a be scary ("The Lizard Jaén), legends about castles, historical legends. ... etc ... A world to discover .