COLLEAGUE, DOES NOT BUY RECREATION PROPERTY Emilio Alberto Restrepo Baena the true affection, neither buys nor is sold It is not going to think that it is chatting. Like in the old song, the recreation property are like the true affection: neither it is bought nor it sold, and between buying it and selling it, there is despair, weariness, ulcers, grey hairs, rabietas, broken friendships and a severe deterioration of the patrimony. And as it says the popular saying, there are only two moments of happiness in which it has to do with having recreation property: Moment to buy it, in that one has the illusion of to have obtained finally the terruito of happiness to realise all the dreams that have idealizado during the years in which it has burst the back working like an ox and the moment for selling it, on the brink of madness the despair, always by a value inferior to the initial to an ingenuous one to which it does not close the mouth to him because it thinks that finally it is fulfilling the dream of all their life. And thus the circle repeats both again and. Because to buy a parcel it is to equip to the friendly and the relatives and to known these of a good place, cheap tuna and to take a walk without having to spend; the week ends arrive by dozens without warning, to lunch time or in half of the social gathering to the heat of traguitos or of the roast, always with the premise of which since it happened cerquita this way, I took advantage of for darte a saludito says to the sudden companion at table in while cloyingly low a likeable tone the retinue of the car, or with the dress of put bath and the morrales on the verge of bursting cajuela, not properly loaded with market, viandas, soda waters or liquor. .