Until the 1950s, the train used to come here.

It would stop in front of the little station,

which is still there,

and then head back down towards the sea.

Its last journey

was seventy years ago,

but despite all the time

that has passed,

everyone here still carries it in their hearts.

They are in love with the train,

they love it so much

that they often make long journeys

by car or by bus

just to catch one.

And they don’t always succeed.