Palaspalli Park

El Palaspalli Park era igual de pequeño que de exuberante. El verde de su césped impresionaba, sus árboles de mango y sus palmeras también. No estaba muy transitado por niños la verdad, tampoco por jóvenes ni gente mayor, era un jardín-parque de esos de "mírame y no me toques". La zona residencial donde se ubicaba era uno de esos lugares reservados para gente más pudiente y eso se notaba en este tipo de detalles. El parque era mimado y cuidado todos los días. Yo mismo vi los jardineros varias mañanas venir a cuidarlo, estaba alojado en una "guest house" a unos 50 metros de distancia y me venía muchas mañanas después del desayuno a fumarme el cigarrito de turno, ya que en la guest house estaba prohibido fumar.

The Palaspalli Park was as small as it was exuberant. The green of its lawn impressed, its mango trees and palm trees also. It was not very well traveled by children, neither by young people nor old people, it was a park garden of those of "look at me and do not touch me". The residential area where it was located was one of those places reserved for more affluent people and that was evident in this type of detail. The park was pampered and looked after every day. I myself saw the gardeners several mornings come to take care of it, I was staying in a "guest house" about 50 meters away and I used to come many mornings after breakfast to smoke the cigarette on duty, since in the guest house it was forbidden to smoke.