Maicao, Historical Notes

Alexis Carrel: “Every man is a story that is unlike any other.” History Maicao The twentieth century progressed steadily toward its third decade. Colombia and Venezuela had different maps but in the plane of reality there were no divisions. The natives were moving freely on either side of the imaginary boundary line and cared little what country they were because since the time of his elders had used that theirs was a distinct nation transcending history and space although was represented by yellow, blue and red without significant outside the width and the length of the horizontal stripes on the flag. In the center of the Guajira Wayuu were happy: they had pasture for their animals and water for them to quench their thirst and extensive lands, virgins and preference for rearing cattle and goats. Several of the most recognized families had settled in the area. Part of their time was devoted to the care of livestock and some trade in corn and travel to different parts of the Peninsula.

In one of his trips north of the territory found that the relatives were going through a difficult situation: the animals lost weight rapidly and died amid the most intense summer they had news. Juya had left and, apparently, his intentions were not to return in a short time. And during his absence, the pastures were destroyed by the scorching sun and semi-desert land was most vulnerable than ever by the recent death of stubble and the disappearance of grasses and weeds. The conversation between the north and the center was short and fruitful: the first were invited to move to the land of the latter find where everything would solve their problems. Actually did not take long and within a rather short, were in the land of their friends and relatives willing to start a new life.

The arrival of guests necessitated a reallocation of land and location around the Lagoon Majupay, generous provider of water and fresh grass, equidistant from all directions which would facilitate their movement in trading plan or just to visit all the relatives scattered across the land of dreams and peace. A few inherited the western side of the lake and other north. The hosts booked the south and east. The historian Manuel Tiller palace which thus became repopulated the place where later would be a village and then a small town called Maiko who later became one of the most important and prosperous cities of the Colombian Caribbean. Thus was born Maicao. With the slow influx of both, of the people here and there who entwined in his blood, his life and his past to write a common history and a future in which open the doors of the fraternity and the sunlight progress.