It weighs little. Almost nothing. And yet, it forces you to look twice. In a showcase of the Museo Lunar de Fresnedillas de la Oliva rests a small meteorite coming from the Moon, a piece that does not need to raise its voice to prevail. Outside, August tightens on the Sierra Oeste and the people seem to be delivered to the siesta. Inside, instead, a little more than 50 kilometers from Madrid, the time runs in the opposite direction. There are me…
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It weighs little. Almost nothing. And yet, it forces you to look twice. In a showcase of the Museo Lunar de Fresnedillas de la Oliva rests a small meteorite coming from the Moon, a piece that does not need to raise its voice to prevail. Outside, August tightens on the Sierra Oeste and the people seem to be delivered to the siesta. Inside, instead, a little more than 50 kilometers from Madrid, the time runs in the opposite direction. There are me…