One never knows.

This lady is wearing jeans, but each leg is like a skirt. With her tatoo and high heels, we could not pass up the Kodak photo moment.

The streets of Suba.

On Easter morning we passed through the streets of Suba on our way to church. It was a cold and rainy day, and our GPS was confused with the direction we had been given. It was an interesting search.

A drive in church.

We attended the Suba ward on Easter Sunday. The church is being remodeled, so the ward, as of that Sunday, began meeting in a school. When we arrived we asked the guard where we could park the car. He said just a minute. About five minutes later he opend the two double doors and ushered us inside and parked us behind these white chairs. To our embarrasement, we found this was where Sacrament meeting would be starting in just ten minutes.

Backing out of an embarrasing experience.

We will always remember this Easter Sunday. Here we are backing out of the Sacrament meeting.

Agua panela or brown sugar water.

These two large pots have hot water with panela which is like brown sugar from the sugar cane. It is very popular here on cold days.

Easter or la Pascua.

Semana Santa, or Holy Week, is the week before Easter Sunday. Many people make processions through the streets carrying these statues of Christ. They read scriptures and sing songs. They are the twelve Passions of Christ. We were trying to drive through this little pueblo, but the roads were impassable for a few minutes.

Finally converted.

Dr. Weidmer, our mission doctor, has finally been converted to the benefits of eating fresh strawberries. He is eating this big one to try to catch up on all the months he has missed out on eating those yummy berries.

Missing our grand children.

I guess we are missing our grandchildren, we are starting to see images of our grandchildren. This little boy on this sign reminded us of our grandson Garrett.

Is this our little Grant?

This little fellow reminded us of our grandson Grant back in Wisconsin. We have not seen Grant for two years, but we had to take a second look.

Lunch is ready.

The month of April in Bucaramanga, these large red ants come out of the ground and are collected by many people and are eaten. They only eat the back part after it is fryed. I was not hungry for lunch that day so I did not try it. The little ant was a good size for an ant, but nothing compared to the Hormiga grande.

Where did he go?

Elder Hathaway on the right is one of our North American missionaries. He has been on the misson about one year. He has lost 80 pounds since he got here. His companion, Elder Valverde, has to hang on to him. Way to go Elder Hathaway.

Four future missionaries.

The young men in the church love to have their photo taken with the mission president. These were no exceptions in Tocancipa.

Good lucking missionaries.

We always are happy when we can spend time with some of our missionaries. We have Elders Glick, Olvera, Mura and Machacuay in Tocancipa.

Just another Sunday in Tocancipa.

This is the number of members I could round up for a photo from our Sunday visit to Tocancipa. We have four missionaries sitting on the ground in the front row.