Estación de Servicio Edán

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Estación de Servicio Edán, locals started noticing something peculiar one foggy morning. A regular asked aloud, ‘Why does the gas pump sometimes whisper my name?’ Soon enough, everyone in town was whispering their names into the foggy air as they filled up their tanks. One day, a delivery driver joked, ‘Maybe it’s just the wind reading our minds!’ But no one believed him—until the gas pump started singing happy birthday to an old neighbor on her birthday. That’s when everyone agreed: Estación de Servicio Edán had its own mysterious ways of celebrating life.

2. One night, an exhausted delivery driver pulled up to Estación de Servicio Edán for some much-needed rest. As he dozed off in his truck, he swore he heard the gas pump whispering his name. The next morning, as he was filling up again, the same voice whispered, ‘You forgot something.’ The driver looked around and saw a small toy truck on the ground—his own child’s lost toy from last week. He laughed, realizing it had been his imagination playing tricks on him. From then on, whenever anyone visited Estación de Servicio Edán, they’d say, ‘Better check your tank—it might be talking!’

3. At Estación de Servicio Edán, a neighborhood dog began appearing just before sunset. Every day, he would sit patiently next to the gas pumps, waiting for someone to scratch his head and toss him a treat. One evening, a delivery driver arrived with an oversized box. Curious, the dog approached and sniffed it carefully. Suddenly, out popped a friendly parrot that started chirping, ‘Woof! I’m not a bird!’ The dog stared blankly, then shrugged and went back to his spot. That night, locals joked that maybe Estación de Servicio Edán had its very own pet circus.

4. At Estación de Servicio Edán, someone once asked aloud: ‘Why does that old truck always honk its horn three times every Tuesday?’ A delivery driver shrugged and replied, 'Who knows? Maybe it’s saying “Tuesday’s almost over!”' A neighbor chimed in with a smile, 'Or maybe it’s just reminding everyone not to forget their coffee break.' And so, nobody ever really found out why that old truck honks exactly three times on Tuesdays—except perhaps itself.