A Sad Night at the Plaza Mayor!

We had heard our teachers talk about "Charro" dancing, but Saturday night was the first time we got to see it. While Bird and I were in line to get ice-cream at the Plaza Mayor we heard the drums and the hand cymbals and we turned to see all the hoopla in the middle of the plaza. Charro dancing is the traditional dance of Salamanca. The only people dancing were over 70 years old and the scene was just amazing. We thought of the pain that this generation had felt during Spain's civil war (1936-1939) and the joy they must feel now to be able to dance freely without the fear of a dictator stealing their home or shooting the only evangelical pastor in Salamanca (all of which General Franco did). Anyway, after getting our Limon treat we headed to see the dancing. We stood and watched for a few minutes and I decided that I had enough skills to hold my ice-cream and take a picture. Which I did. The problem came in trying to hold the ice-cream and shutting down the camera. The result was a shattered camera on the Charro dance-floor. The dancing cool! Another example of Gregg's great ability to multi-task, not so cool!

Today we went to the local Carrefore (Spain's version of a Walmart) and bought a camera that would get us through for a while. ONE BIG PROBLEM: Actually TWO BIG PROBLEMS: 1. All the Instructions are in Spanish, including all the on screen prompts. 2. The plug for the rechargable battery is for a European outlet and will need an adapter if we are ever going to use it in the States. All of this hit us 20 minutes after walking out of the store.


Enough about the silly camera. Sorry for the delay in the blogs, we are eager to play catch up over the next couple of days.

We love you all and ask that you would keep praying for us as we are about to finish out time here in Salamanca and are getting ready next week to head to the South of Spain (Murcia) to work with a church down there.

Take Care,
Gregg