Friday, February 27, 2009
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
A New Story 5





The caretaker told us not to take our water jugs down because there was water along the side. I saw a girl filling up her water bottle and went over to see if she was really drinking it. The water was crystal-clear. We all ended up drinking from it...and no one got sick. It was cold...like from the fridge.
While we were enjoying our first sights of Salto Cristal, we ran into a couple from the USA. Mitra and her boyfriend were there. They walked and hitched-hiked 15 km to get there. She was from Hawaii and he was from Tennessee. They were taking a vacation from their work in the Peace Corps.
The water in the feet picture was knee deep. Look how clear and clean it was...just beautiful!
The last picture is of Pastor Pedro's wife, Mary and her daughter, Marilin.
The water in the feet picture was knee deep. Look how clear and clean it was...just beautiful!
The last picture is of Pastor Pedro's wife, Mary and her daughter, Marilin.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Monday, February 23, 2009
A New Story 3


At this point, my only motivation was the sound of waterfalls "just around the corner". Yes, I could hear it but all I could see were the rocks, vines and plants all around. By now, we were soooo sorry we didn't listen to the ranger. Those bags of food were so heavy and who wanted to eat anyway!We scraped our bottoms sliding under vines and down the huge boulders. I was thinking of my physically-fit sister who would have been able to jump down this path in no time. Cerro Yaguarón is a sinch compared to this! I made up a million sermons in my head while I wiggled my way down reminding myself that I will reach "paradise"!
Down at the bottom, things were looking better, but we still had to cross the creek and many more rocks to reach our destiny. On the way, I was slapped with a plant that instantly burned my skin just seconds before my friend warned me of it. (Now, after three days, it turned into poison ivy type blisters and itches especially at night.) The boys started coming back to get our bags...yes, they were hungry! They kept saying, "Mom, hurry, you've got to see this...Brandon is already jumping off the falls!"
I was hurrying so fast, but my legs were trembling. The rocks were all slippery because of the wetness. Huge spider webs with huge spiders were quietly stretched across the path. My poor-bare-feet were tired and sore...and finally...we were there! We FINALLY reached the falls!

Sunday, February 22, 2009
A New Story 2
Well, I kept looking around for the mountain. I wondered where this waterfalls was going to be. All I saw was flat land...little did I know...WE WERE ON THE MOUNTAIN!
So we picked up all
our stuff; our change of clothes, food, sandwiches, fruit, cupcakes, towels and tereré and went walking. The ranger in charged looked at us kind of funny and said, "you can't take that down there. The waterfalls and swimming area is 80 meters down". Oscar and Pastor Pedro were out of sight with Edson and half of the food, so we said, oh well, let's take it.
The path was getting worse and I was getting worried...how WOULD we get all this stuff down there? ...okay, 80m X 3ft. is...240 feet down...down a cliff! Where was Oscar? Where was Edson? Where were the kids?
So we picked up all
our stuff; our change of clothes, food, sandwiches, fruit, cupcakes, towels and tereré and went walking. The ranger in charged looked at us kind of funny and said, "you can't take that down there. The waterfalls and swimming area is 80 meters down". Oscar and Pastor Pedro were out of sight with Edson and half of the food, so we said, oh well, let's take it.This was going to be FUN!
It was hot out and I was already dreaming of that cristal-clear water that was clean enough to drink, probably. I took my trusty little crocs and a skirt so I could just slip off my skirt to go diving into this wonderful, cool water falls.
The path was getting worse and I was getting worried...how WOULD we get all this stuff down there? ...okay, 80m X 3ft. is...240 feet down...down a cliff! Where was Oscar? Where was Edson? Where were the kids? I was looking down a cliff and all I saw were rocks, sticks, 'tarzan' vines, and roots. I had bags on my back, my slippery crocs and a skirt on.
Oh no! I wasn't sure this was going to work...
My wonderful outing just went down a cliff!
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