Welcome to Los Murmullos
Juan Preciado arrives to Comala in search for his father in Rulfo's great novel: "I came to Comala because I was told my father lived here, he is a man named Pedro Paramo”, and he finds him self in a desolate place that has nothing to do with the quiet town near the city of Colima, recently declared "Magic Town" by the Ministry of Tourism.
“Los Murmullos” is located between the town of Comala and the nearby community of Nogueras", unique place for rural tourism, an intimate spot in a private paradise, filled with trees, a creek, flowers and exotic birds, iguanas and the view of the volcanoes.
You can enjoy the microclimate of this quiet and cool tropical paradise all year long and feel a sense of peace and harmony with nature.
The Murmurs are felt in "Los Murmullos." Coming from the volcano, from the multiple kinds of birds, the movement of the trees, the rain, the wind, the creek, its calm animal life, and as in "Pedro Paramo", from the hundreds of souls of those who lived here and still allow themselves to be felt "as if they were a pure murmur of life."
Juan Preciado arrives to Comala in search for his father in Rulfo's great novel: "I came to Comala because I was told my father lived here, he is a man named Pedro Paramo”, and he finds him self in a desolate place that has nothing to do with the quiet town near the city of Colima, recently declared "Magic Town" by the Ministry of Tourism.
“Los Murmullos” is located between the town of Comala and the nearby community of Nogueras", unique place for rural tourism, an intimate spot in a private paradise, filled with trees, a creek, flowers and exotic birds, iguanas and the view of the volcanoes.
You can enjoy the microclimate of this quiet and cool tropical paradise all year long and feel a sense of peace and harmony with nature.
The Murmurs are felt in "Los Murmullos." Coming from the volcano, from the multiple kinds of birds, the movement of the trees, the rain, the wind, the creek, its calm animal life, and as in "Pedro Paramo", from the hundreds of souls of those who lived here and still allow themselves to be felt "as if they were a pure murmur of life."
Translation:
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