Walking on rocks.

This is really a quaint little pueblo to visit. All the streets are made with these big rocks. No pavement in this town. We saw some ladies walking across the plaza in high hills. Not me!

Original Rocks.

Very few of these rocks have been replaced. Most are 450 years old. This old town is a historic town. People can not change the style of their homes. They can make new ones, but they have to have the same style.

Nativity set.

With nativity sets and Christmas music, we are feeling a bit like Christmas. We see many of these type of Christmas nativiy sets with the Bethleham buildings.

No snow this Christmas.

We will not see any snow this Christmas, but we can get a feeling of what it is like when we look at this picture hanaging on our wall. This is our cabin in the mountains in Utah. When we look at this picture, it looks like we are looking out of a window at our cabin. We love it.

Out of the way!

Last week was a scary week for President Hacking. He was returning to Bogota on a plane from Bucaramanga, when he got really sick. He had eaten a chicken salad sandwich right before he loaded the plane. Soon after take off, he got really cold, and yet he was sweating really bad. He felt very dizzy and from his chest up he felt like he was numb. The flight attendants noticed him sweating and asked if he was okay. He said yes, but they called for a doctor. When the plane landed he was taken on a gurney and then put in an ambulance and taken into the airport. As it turned out, he had just had a very bad case of food poisoning. No more chicken salad sandwiches in the Bucaramanga airport.

Thirty years to life.

A few weeks ago we received a phone call about 8:30 p.m. saying that we had two of our missionaries in jail. A quick trip to the ATM machine to take out some money for bail and off to another adventure. It seems that the two missionaries were taking a picture in front of a military base. This is against the law in Colombia. About thirty men in uniforms carrying machine guns were guarding our missionaries. Three hours later the two were out of jail and everyone was laughing over this experience. The missionary on the left had only been here in Colombia for three weeks. I would have liked to have read his letter home to the family.