There is shaded areas, small private enclaves and public ones for larger groups of visitors. A rope bridge crosses the Rio Crystales affording the observer a beautiful view up towards the jungle forest. The pools are different depths, one suitable for kids and a deeper one for more experienced swimmers. We dive in. The water is cool and refreshing.
Birdsong fills the air.
Many people would consider the bulk of Director Galan's collection nothing more than a collection of junk. This is because we have been taught that a museum should be an institution for the preservation of the past, where objects are, explained and placed in context. Hats rot, photos fade. Director Galan's gramophone will eventually resist one more repair. The visitor is confronted with the fact that eventually all will turn to dust.