Monday, December 12, 2011

December 6 - A Call for Peace

Last Tuesday, tens of thousands of Colombians protested across the nation to demand an end to half a century of guerrilla violence and kidnapping.  Colombians in the capital dressed in white and marched toward the capital's main square.  They held images of the murdered men and chanted "No more war! Yes to life, yes to peace."

President Juan Manuel Santos, who took office a little over a year ago, backed the march.   He faces increased pressure from Colombians to seek an end to the conflict that has killed tens of thousands over the decades. Santos has expressed willing to hold peace talks if the Marxist rebels stop kidnapping, cease attacks on civilians and the military, and lay down their weapons. 

While this was happening in Bogotá, my 5th grade students and I took a minute of silence as we  hiked up a sacred mountain in a nature sanctuary called Iguaque. We were on our 4 day trip that all grade levels participate in called Classroom Without Walls.  Back at school in Bogotá, all the students watched a video that was produced by our media department.  Featured in the video are teachers, members of our general service department, the student body president, and administrators.  If you don't understand the Spanish, just keep with it because the feeling of the message can be understood, no matter what language.  Also, there's English speakers at the end :)




CNG's call for peace in Colombia - December 6, 2011 from CNG_VIDEO on Vimeo.

Friday, December 9, 2011

Grandma's Cabin

When we went to Paipa over the Thanksgiving weekend, we were staying at our landlord's lake cabin.  She graciously offered it to us as a welcome gift when we arrived in Colombia.
The lake house

... then 180 degrees in the other direction...


Our bovine and feline friends.


The beds and furniture were covered with plastic when we arrived and the place needed to be aired out a bit, but in no time we were right at home.



The kid's favorite part of the house (other than the fire place) was the pass-through door from the kitchen to the living room where we played restaurant and passed endless cups of hot chocolate.

mmmmm coffee

Saturday, December 3, 2011

Aguas Termales - Paipa

We spent the day at the hot springs in Paipa.  The whole "regime" took about 2 hours.  We had an attendant who had us move from hot pool to cold shower to bubbling jacuzzi to sauna and eventually to the mud.  The ferns to the right are planted in some old wood... it looked like a big hand.







Entrance to the hot springs







We baked like bricks in the sun until we were all cracked up.


 Drying...





We sat on this grassy area for about 20 minutes as our skin slowly started to look more like elephant skin than human skin.  Behind Linnea and I was the natural hot spring and in front of us (sorry, we should have taken a picture) was a field with cows in it and marshy, steamy hot springs.

Saturday, November 26, 2011

Paipa! not Papaya

We spend our American Thanksgiving in a sweet little Colombian town called Paipa.  It was an easy 3 hour bus ride to this town of about 10,000 people.  It is known for its artisan cheeses and hot springs or aguas termales.  When we first arrived, we took a walk around the lake and discovered a plaza del toro.  We checked first to be sure there weren't any bulls in the ring, then we had our own bull-fighting fun.






Linnea, the patrton saint of bull fighters...

Fruit and veggies.............................. or tasty meats?





Being inconspicuous on the streets of Paipa... 
we got a lot of stares because there doesn't seem to be too many foreign tourists.  







Rotary International seemed to have commissioned for this great crocodile-looking statue to be created from bicycle sprockets, wrenches, random car parts, and other mechanic shop paraphernalia. It was situated along a pedestrian path at Lago Sochagota.  We discovered it on the way to the hot springs, which we will post pictures of soon.

Monday, November 14, 2011

Gardening, Apartment Style

We were getting some tall weeds in our garden... it was time for them to come out.  But this required some climbing out of a window and balancing on the bricks...


Saturday, November 12, 2011

Zipaquira Salt Mine

We headed out of the city to Zipaquira, a cute town about 50 km north of Bogota.  We taxied from our house to the nearest TransMilenio station.  From there we went to the northernmost terminal and changed to a much smaller bus for the hour ride to Zipaquira.


When we arrived there, we walked to the main square in town.   









Then we made our way up the mountain to the maze-like tunnels of the salt mines where 2 underground salt cathedrals have been carved out. 


Entrance to the mine




This is how they do it...

We got Salt!


It's snowing salt!

 Yes, we drank espresso 180 meters underground.

 Here is the main cathedral.  There were crazy colored lights that 
changed from blue to white to pink to purple.

                                                       blue..... then..................................pink!