tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87733825089647873872024-03-19T04:56:40.155-07:00MI JIEMEIE/S MILLERhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14928007536257371169noreply@blogger.comBlogger43125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773382508964787387.post-56255343816949513892009-02-11T03:04:00.000-08:002009-02-11T05:54:34.380-08:00Ben's son's B-Day; Chinese NewYear<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOzO0I2c6GeoHS0V254hvt8W4avT-WrutbYFIRBsJjQtPrQN4-9aIClRncBf7fDiECCL57_5xoJOpFR03Y0ivSoBNnPmt2QApQ57Oi3d5sYWl4q8dB4rSlBTMfvpy02LG0AUv4m_kK6Lk/s1600-h/More+firecrackers.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301526805719777298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOzO0I2c6GeoHS0V254hvt8W4avT-WrutbYFIRBsJjQtPrQN4-9aIClRncBf7fDiECCL57_5xoJOpFR03Y0ivSoBNnPmt2QApQ57Oi3d5sYWl4q8dB4rSlBTMfvpy02LG0AUv4m_kK6Lk/s320/More+firecrackers.JPG" border="0" /></a> After the first piles of ashes had been cleaned up, the procession came around the block again, so more strings of firecrackers were set out in the middle of the street and they repeated setting them off, ahead of the "god of the land" float, with the drummers still beating their drums and the horn blowers blowing as loud as they could. The firecrackers were set off to scare the evil spirits away this year. During and after the time the float passed by, they set off the fireworks. They were beautiful! We stayed and watched this procession go by twice and then we left. It was supposed to continue on for about four hours! We have never seen so many firecrackers and fireworks! They would make a big pile of firecrackers in one spot and when they set it off, it looked as if the hydrogen bomb had just been dropped, with mushroom-shaped, red-fringed smoke as high as the apartment buildings on both sides of the street! I can't believe that the apartment and store windows did not shatter. All in all, it was a most interesting evening, thanks to our dear friends, the Lins, the Tans and Arnie and Jen!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix2ZkDnBtmTI5Ze6HfBHw873l2vp4PYOrf-APtqt335LOJ-tF9czMMxZ6WHkW8yLBkzLAjF36KF3hLOPL4TuQIZpJd2WA-Y7m6_m-BhkDJN9O5FOZQhWYshxLqC_LxXlrXVlXdrN9o_rQ/s1600-h/P1010519.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301524731810114178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix2ZkDnBtmTI5Ze6HfBHw873l2vp4PYOrf-APtqt335LOJ-tF9czMMxZ6WHkW8yLBkzLAjF36KF3hLOPL4TuQIZpJd2WA-Y7m6_m-BhkDJN9O5FOZQhWYshxLqC_LxXlrXVlXdrN9o_rQ/s320/P1010519.JPG" border="0" /></a> Sweeping up the ashes of the thousands of strings of firecrackers that were laid in the middle of the street here in Neihu. They had to douse the fires with water and then raked the ashes into cardboard boxes! It got so smoky!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhryBDZuWss70geq2jiL_-WrdbVi3_6kORWtVx_XcaFgGYjMJ480XGUsC1b__j6-JXwloFbyvR8hNLgtLsrrrxTkCCKXkroUTwV99nvx_3SIX1lLrXXe6eeS7PnxT9HN7GbuWCPKBo65jQ/s1600-h/Ancestors+Dinner.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301523320182178482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhryBDZuWss70geq2jiL_-WrdbVi3_6kORWtVx_XcaFgGYjMJ480XGUsC1b__j6-JXwloFbyvR8hNLgtLsrrrxTkCCKXkroUTwV99nvx_3SIX1lLrXXe6eeS7PnxT9HN7GbuWCPKBo65jQ/s320/Ancestors+Dinner.JPG" border="0" /></a> It is hard to tell, but this chicken was roasted with its head on! This is a table filled with "delights" for the business owner's ancestors. What the ancestor's don't eat-the Chinese will take inside and "finish" eating!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmGvf7DLkLUbcRnqm8UPVzq8BHkTnCo22WVBJfzh99fE7qMfb_rUPDrYESHYK50boGKtqyasPuZcFZSCI8Z7gDK1e6zkuq2xOpGszHP0uBdU04TeqOMSZ3TQ2005rGz5T1VStahMv78M8/s1600-h/Arnie+and+Bro.+Lin.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301521585514002946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmGvf7DLkLUbcRnqm8UPVzq8BHkTnCo22WVBJfzh99fE7qMfb_rUPDrYESHYK50boGKtqyasPuZcFZSCI8Z7gDK1e6zkuq2xOpGszHP0uBdU04TeqOMSZ3TQ2005rGz5T1VStahMv78M8/s320/Arnie+and+Bro.+Lin.JPG" border="0" /></a> Arnie and Bro Lin in foreground, Sister Seow, Sister Tan, President and Sister Walker and I and Arnie's son, Samuel. If you are wondering what the little dots are, they are cinders! Hot cinders everywhere! We wore masks when the smoke got really bad, but there was nothing to keep our eyes from burning!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6pkaIjsLnA5zUW01VvYa0VEfj1VthtIEuf4SbDxQYxWDO4a8qvNix-FuXJwaAR3iRTr8aY7YrTSorfXO-9P9GYk8L1ZGBONKYjuzhvr-SZ2YU7bN4dSzoaaO-JzofFxmizfNdp436RWc/s1600-h/CNY+Firecrackers.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301520098512473506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6pkaIjsLnA5zUW01VvYa0VEfj1VthtIEuf4SbDxQYxWDO4a8qvNix-FuXJwaAR3iRTr8aY7YrTSorfXO-9P9GYk8L1ZGBONKYjuzhvr-SZ2YU7bN4dSzoaaO-JzofFxmizfNdp436RWc/s320/CNY+Firecrackers.JPG" border="0" /></a> The fires that burned in the middle of the street after they had set off thousands of firecrackers at one time. It was unbearable to not cover your ears, and you had to watch that you were not too close -- the policemen left it up to you, how close you wanted to be. We thought we were back far enough on the sidewalk, but found out we were still too close when we got "cindered"<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhiGf7QF6h7_UzQjSHwcMuFReCW6RFvcxxMBnsxigAyqGTQbF3XxaKqW-0aKKyJ76oPP1YGeSvPhyyCV9Us8QZFhBHxGV3qmaYG-GKTxvh6GQ0xWkD4hOMRO2LQBVgny2xvm8sZj3ww4M/s1600-h/P1010506.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301518975451718626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhiGf7QF6h7_UzQjSHwcMuFReCW6RFvcxxMBnsxigAyqGTQbF3XxaKqW-0aKKyJ76oPP1YGeSvPhyyCV9Us8QZFhBHxGV3qmaYG-GKTxvh6GQ0xWkD4hOMRO2LQBVgny2xvm8sZj3ww4M/s320/P1010506.JPG" border="0" /></a> Some of the crowd that followed the procession around the blocks, taking pictures of all that was going on!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT-5i_Tk7Oj4EUJ6yfR8tkGzE8Cg9mJktcNWHk7MINdinROqsPhGOwrJaTWDrfg0qNjBgrc5PgwfW0ycdd7JNOWa3IH4hEoSy71KrNf5qLxsrAwEuHQmkqsma4zbRdtwgHdZRWD7l2s9k/s1600-h/CNY+parade+float.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301517046788430850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT-5i_Tk7Oj4EUJ6yfR8tkGzE8Cg9mJktcNWHk7MINdinROqsPhGOwrJaTWDrfg0qNjBgrc5PgwfW0ycdd7JNOWa3IH4hEoSy71KrNf5qLxsrAwEuHQmkqsma4zbRdtwgHdZRWD7l2s9k/s320/CNY+parade+float.JPG" border="0" /></a> This was the beginning of the Chinese New Year parade of welcoming the god of the land into Taiwan. Five or six men dressed in full Chinese costume were walking alongside and blowing horns that sounded like bag-pipes playing only one, sustained note, and banging drums. The small, ornate, temple is in the background.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-3j_W6pS1V-9C_U81dM3gAfjMAdzISL9ScSzitCNxCWx5AvVAMCFAGXNOdDqu_BvXmgYPtHskX8IpGfEszVbGallwjSzAGYwXHS-lCzWN-ka-S13-EXBWxpGXJ87iNdBBa4e9FjEllfU/s1600-h/P1010500.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301515574905067042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-3j_W6pS1V-9C_U81dM3gAfjMAdzISL9ScSzitCNxCWx5AvVAMCFAGXNOdDqu_BvXmgYPtHskX8IpGfEszVbGallwjSzAGYwXHS-lCzWN-ka-S13-EXBWxpGXJ87iNdBBa4e9FjEllfU/s320/P1010500.JPG" border="0" /></a> This was a car all decorated up to advertise that the panda bears were coming from China to the Taipei Zoo! We need to go and see them! Everything around here has panda bears on it!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtLvjt9Dzu-guKrGe7v263ly3IJse9V_R_Wm9qqFtYTYRogC_QUiLUsPRARe9aU-IPHz9rwAqCmsvjVLbHcUNdWILpEhj9s9lFIhW1NYpIRnYwMTLRPVWoQP9TXFC1pEr_Yjb6enPDlGI/s1600-h/CNY+at+Arnies.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301513432363901874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtLvjt9Dzu-guKrGe7v263ly3IJse9V_R_Wm9qqFtYTYRogC_QUiLUsPRARe9aU-IPHz9rwAqCmsvjVLbHcUNdWILpEhj9s9lFIhW1NYpIRnYwMTLRPVWoQP9TXFC1pEr_Yjb6enPDlGI/s320/CNY+at+Arnies.JPG" border="0" /></a> Arnie, the Temple engineer, invited us and the Seows to a special Chinese New Year dinner. I have never seen so much food! Arnie's mother and wife must have cooked ALL day to get things ready! Arnie and his wife, Jen, have been so good to us and helped us so much! Just TRY to pay him when you go to dinner with him!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikvNCNM3v2PUD49g1LTibs5Z7-wVo-K54DroB9HXDPlm9ut4l606xzHB62f1COf_FtblcAfbfTpXOihI29Qx95ntS7hMlSOQBMG3E-wYrlY1m_1mF2MJmHFfyICviPQzyTM-K774VZSUM/s1600-h/CNY+at+Tony%27s.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301511342323447666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikvNCNM3v2PUD49g1LTibs5Z7-wVo-K54DroB9HXDPlm9ut4l606xzHB62f1COf_FtblcAfbfTpXOihI29Qx95ntS7hMlSOQBMG3E-wYrlY1m_1mF2MJmHFfyICviPQzyTM-K774VZSUM/s320/CNY+at+Tony%27s.JPG" border="0" /></a> Tony, our Temple assistant engineer, invited us for a special lunch, two times during the Chinese New Year celebration. His wife is the best cook! We had beef noodle soup, a specialty of Taipei. The man on the left is someone he freindshipped into the church when he was his Bishop! They have four daughters and one son. The oldest daughter had not returned from work yet, and his son was still at school! School here comprises many hours a day, even for the smaller ones! </div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijpXOO_bEqEBCFtteTmOHW-M-mP1DjHqBFus2fVyeWfaCkpRwWzjzaF95uR8yfgac_gcu835_pqvUHEsdUoN5oAJpFFRDReagLrzUDe1CtiZAM8UcQVJfmorlDsMmvxRzAr4ORZOnlEJ0/s1600-h/Ben+and+Son+and+Daughter.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301510414141536866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijpXOO_bEqEBCFtteTmOHW-M-mP1DjHqBFus2fVyeWfaCkpRwWzjzaF95uR8yfgac_gcu835_pqvUHEsdUoN5oAJpFFRDReagLrzUDe1CtiZAM8UcQVJfmorlDsMmvxRzAr4ORZOnlEJ0/s320/Ben+and+Son+and+Daughter.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div>Our Ward clerk gave the son he had not seen for 20 years, a birthday party at Bishop Chiles' home. He cooked the main part of the meal - Chinese roll-ups with peanut powder, and the rest of us brought the other part! What a reunion he and his son had. His son is living with his mother and going to University of Minneapolis, studying bio-chemistry and physics! He is one very smart kid. His taxi driver father is very proud of him! He had not met his half-sister before, either, so it was quite a reunion!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>E/S MILLERhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14928007536257371169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773382508964787387.post-1632064774175915682009-01-22T19:12:00.000-08:002009-01-22T19:47:49.578-08:00TAIWAN FOOD HMMMMM.......????Joyce likes to show interest in what people are eating at the Temple lunchroom. As a result people like to share their stuff with us(her). Yesterday she received a sack of stuff; about 5 hardboiled eggs without egg shells. Anyone that doesn't care for egg whites would love these. The whites are not white; they are brown. I think they are cooked in brown shoe polish. She also received some Tofu squares that likewise were cooked in the same brown shoe polish. After trying one of the eggs she pulled a round thing out of the sack; I think it is meat, also cooked in shoe polish; about the size of a small softball that looked like Matt had hit it over the fence, wet several times. As she was looking this over I mentioned that 'I had not seen one of these since I left the farm.' ----She returned it to the sack.<br />Awhile ago a lady was eating one of the famed 'chicken feet'. She only took a couple of bites and the thing disappeared. I wanted to tell her that it had been cleaned since it was attached/detached from the chicken so the flavor had been washed away.<br /><br />Living in other cultures does indeed broaden ones horizons.<br /><br />Until next time Elder MillerE/S MILLERhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14928007536257371169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773382508964787387.post-53021969765812723422009-01-14T03:51:00.000-08:002009-01-15T03:06:09.515-08:00Trip w/ brother Liu & Seows - East coastline!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy0s76t-XiAGEUWKF71squAM7Q8dfU1sFjTfyNgPH_qsFmOEhALJpVJYRv9GoyzuUYsf5yw_XQyFNxlvyLqPmTEM99CtEnXM3PKWZXHbIo26K5G7urPPxZdD43HYR9V-mkUkfy2PcKNJk/s1600-h/Us+at+Pacific+ocean.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291147764908242770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy0s76t-XiAGEUWKF71squAM7Q8dfU1sFjTfyNgPH_qsFmOEhALJpVJYRv9GoyzuUYsf5yw_XQyFNxlvyLqPmTEM99CtEnXM3PKWZXHbIo26K5G7urPPxZdD43HYR9V-mkUkfy2PcKNJk/s320/Us+at+Pacific+ocean.jpg" border="0" /></a> Can you tell that we had a wonderful time? It is so nice to see these places with my favorite person, even if the road along the seaside was winding and scary! Thanks, brother Liu!! We love you!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi15O5N_v1K_8soJs4MqrqysaSWGCuAdmbr1kaBj6D1c5-rWDLgLv7_RKtAi7qb4siISsFBmcDX8lszWMBm0LFjfw3OJlbvb3wNYXqDpjyDRDMPd6yl2ihsO9dCQUvYKRQ2EFespN5eW-8/s1600-h/Ostrich+at+dairy+farm.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291146500561845506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi15O5N_v1K_8soJs4MqrqysaSWGCuAdmbr1kaBj6D1c5-rWDLgLv7_RKtAi7qb4siISsFBmcDX8lszWMBm0LFjfw3OJlbvb3wNYXqDpjyDRDMPd6yl2ihsO9dCQUvYKRQ2EFespN5eW-8/s320/Ostrich+at+dairy+farm.jpg" border="0" /></a> On our way back home, we visited a dairy farm called "Rareseed Ranch". Not only did they have cows and all kinds of foods and products made from the milk, but they had polywogs and ostriches! We brought home some nougat candy that is scrumptious!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3PEF5NfR6JhcOnu75Mx8PwSbdM2jUz2TPWb4sB597dG73zii_Eo3NgolZmDK8rvpgj4RmCTHCqt0hyphenhyphenpigYjKyCQ-bpjvxaAHohYCRAB2EZfzs3ccTr62PixcX03P7YCgr6rjqsQZZkyI/s1600-h/Mountain+homestead.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291145168526676770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3PEF5NfR6JhcOnu75Mx8PwSbdM2jUz2TPWb4sB597dG73zii_Eo3NgolZmDK8rvpgj4RmCTHCqt0hyphenhyphenpigYjKyCQ-bpjvxaAHohYCRAB2EZfzs3ccTr62PixcX03P7YCgr6rjqsQZZkyI/s320/Mountain+homestead.jpg" border="0" /></a> Our "mountain homestead. The info is below because I do not know how to get this info up here where it belongs.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBO_zTSP5HBjpiXKAd5IFyYSErD2PTpnNl6DyYvY3O98R6urqldj1TzQEnoAJZqMjhDgriAuXBfSEWFnUnHJEbPvz63ROBCg50jeLOn__3GqNO9iQPPtF85lTlJw3voeWX86YuonNgpUE/s1600-h/Xmas+carolers+at+Taitung.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291140096229468850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBO_zTSP5HBjpiXKAd5IFyYSErD2PTpnNl6DyYvY3O98R6urqldj1TzQEnoAJZqMjhDgriAuXBfSEWFnUnHJEbPvz63ROBCg50jeLOn__3GqNO9iQPPtF85lTlJw3voeWX86YuonNgpUE/s320/Xmas+carolers+at+Taitung.jpg" border="0" /></a> Christmas Eve was spent in the most different way ever. After traveling to a community Christmas program, that had fireworks, and a preacher, shouting praises to Jesus Christ and encouraging the crowd to shout back, we were delighted to find brother Liu and his single adult friends at a member's restaurant, caroling to the people there. What a stark difference in the Spirit felt at those two places! One really good thing happened at the community Christmas affair, though. We sat next to two men who were interested in knowing what Jesus Christ was REALLY like, and we took their email addresses to give them more info. It was so loud at the program, we could not talk to one another, only between "acts". This was our "homestead" in Tai Tung. Wow! We had the whole home. We stayed on the second floor where the left gable end is, in a bedroom that had a little window, out of which, we could see the sea and all the beautiful mountainside on the way down! The landscape was gorgeous!<br /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxefXvOJGpqqmDzFqdUdKGIwnZu3TY5GjiCKU2r8iRF7zJkZdVEPKfap87sImRN7BKrZlEY7_ByGgFpBz0xeAcaD_KTu9LiUBVeJTXq-KbqRUJO_7fpfttyPimR0eea_I7xwfm30DLtVc/s1600-h/Water+running+uphill.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291136477640601794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxefXvOJGpqqmDzFqdUdKGIwnZu3TY5GjiCKU2r8iRF7zJkZdVEPKfap87sImRN7BKrZlEY7_ByGgFpBz0xeAcaD_KTu9LiUBVeJTXq-KbqRUJO_7fpfttyPimR0eea_I7xwfm30DLtVc/s320/Water+running+uphill.jpg" border="0" /></a> We stopped at a place where the water ran uphill! It was surrounded by a nice little park and some beautiful, colorful flowers and bushes. They called it "water running up" - very original! </div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjEp6SCLtEiE96dJyWiFhLi9_qncK8ODRe2QGU-yUUo0Q5oKFFzUozUWM1vrK2Dm3dtDJSXrTjsdYu8i-pgMOKe6_kmFCDR5VSBbboeKWqxbfvGtsRaScCr-c0ax3eKjwIGa9q0cIxo_I/s1600-h/Bridge+to+nowhere.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291133975621116770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjEp6SCLtEiE96dJyWiFhLi9_qncK8ODRe2QGU-yUUo0Q5oKFFzUozUWM1vrK2Dm3dtDJSXrTjsdYu8i-pgMOKe6_kmFCDR5VSBbboeKWqxbfvGtsRaScCr-c0ax3eKjwIGa9q0cIxo_I/s320/Bridge+to+nowhere.jpg" border="0" /></a> I wish we would have had time to go to the end of this "8 arches bridge", but they said it would take 2 hours to make the trip. It truly was a bridge to nowhere. We went to the third arch and watched a fisherman cast in his line about three times. It took less than one minute for a fish to bite. It was really something to watch him real the two-foot long fishes in. They were fierce fighters, long and very slender, (almost eel looking) - with super long noses like a swordfish!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0tPGaKbWF-ViWxL01NKujxgybIYxL2HF_gDmjHvlu8a8Te8M61XqQqQBYWNpai6aNeTPHKLQ1p7Ppzc7Vjoeg-CsJ87AYGJMI72a804z6KfV3ObXDrRLb9Ry45i_PvJsCvLamMsR9XyA/s1600-h/Chinese+food+flying+fish.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291132707560152226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0tPGaKbWF-ViWxL01NKujxgybIYxL2HF_gDmjHvlu8a8Te8M61XqQqQBYWNpai6aNeTPHKLQ1p7Ppzc7Vjoeg-CsJ87AYGJMI72a804z6KfV3ObXDrRLb9Ry45i_PvJsCvLamMsR9XyA/s320/Chinese+food+flying+fish.jpg" border="0" /></a> We stopped along the coast near Hualien and bought some lunch. Can you believe these "flying fish" - deep fat fried - head, wings and all - to eat like that? They love it!! </div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvf5KaV0LEuJPX5UsyC9Rdd24CzGSESgJicW1sdvgvibp7eBBWAIUOd9yO1OFXquaMrrNU5w9qaKKnb_dZo4G0TkzaUfF-EUb5LmOnvSIMLGRpZ0l0wxP-mARuYU0X4V7MlrEw7x5sJJs/s1600-h/Rocky+sea+coast.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291131416273218018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvf5KaV0LEuJPX5UsyC9Rdd24CzGSESgJicW1sdvgvibp7eBBWAIUOd9yO1OFXquaMrrNU5w9qaKKnb_dZo4G0TkzaUfF-EUb5LmOnvSIMLGRpZ0l0wxP-mARuYU0X4V7MlrEw7x5sJJs/s320/Rocky+sea+coast.jpg" border="0" /></a> The sea coast was beautiful! I'm so grateful we had the privilege of seeing it before we left Taiwan. No wonder so many people like to live along this coast - even though it is where the thypoons hit the hardest!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBWO-XwqUIY6rY65AKrbEOiZnUiNj7JbVCtxEqjW0tv-JK-bT5Loqht-DepS8HPNGQ8DRHVKLOnpymKw-qH8UTwZIHD_QCTDupLEYrVa9YDVBdifBPJ79Nsus5JYc0uZbe0erv1Y9APCw/s1600-h/Marble+furniture+at+army+barracks+hotel.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291129778522976162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBWO-XwqUIY6rY65AKrbEOiZnUiNj7JbVCtxEqjW0tv-JK-bT5Loqht-DepS8HPNGQ8DRHVKLOnpymKw-qH8UTwZIHD_QCTDupLEYrVa9YDVBdifBPJ79Nsus5JYc0uZbe0erv1Y9APCw/s320/Marble+furniture+at+army+barracks+hotel.jpg" border="0" /></a> Here is a sample of the marble furniture in Hualien. Everything is made of marble because of the supply from the "marble gorge". This is lobby furniture in the "army barracks' hotel we stayed in the second night. What an army barracks! This was once a very plush hotel. Then social unrest and the Japanese army came in and divided it up into small rooms for their army. Now it is a nice hotel (and not as expensive as it appears).<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIPvjegY2h2LdxbW1QjErkv6c1TMnprTrbOtoFQt8N3YlAqPCdyAwl4AhmnGPwhzb24GCEvZ8fMK0g5zxUwAKjOJEaelKwIP1upJ80LP1igOaglaPRVMY8mwxVvs3MC3bd04sx1F8_C7c/s1600-h/Us+with+Motel+maid.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291128426654587298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIPvjegY2h2LdxbW1QjErkv6c1TMnprTrbOtoFQt8N3YlAqPCdyAwl4AhmnGPwhzb24GCEvZ8fMK0g5zxUwAKjOJEaelKwIP1upJ80LP1igOaglaPRVMY8mwxVvs3MC3bd04sx1F8_C7c/s320/Us+with+Motel+maid.jpg" border="0" /></a> Our hotel in Ilan, where we spent the first night, was right in the middle of rice paddies. For some reason, the owner of this nice place wanted to take our picture with his sweet, little Indonesian hostess.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNVl4y-WnVqJJgwxN3UWAycw3Csyi5BEvj5-aCONwr8AiuRVeCha2taP4gwpcJrqQbWllYTJz18OaHy9So0dc8NOTNZBHKLbAG6sdo4oLvG5tvA2u12gP4O28hl3HYZMh6obnXwqApNLY/s1600-h/Spring+Stits.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291126956381462674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNVl4y-WnVqJJgwxN3UWAycw3Csyi5BEvj5-aCONwr8AiuRVeCha2taP4gwpcJrqQbWllYTJz18OaHy9So0dc8NOTNZBHKLbAG6sdo4oLvG5tvA2u12gP4O28hl3HYZMh6obnXwqApNLY/s320/Spring+Stits.jpg" border="0" /></a> At the Traditional Chinese Cultural Center, we saw a performance that we will never forget. This guy did cartwheels and jumped over people with these "stilts". It was amazing!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgczfdRSEemygxt6IrD3dehQ2YRw4u9WoQP-vQJ_J69RAN32WOte3bZQ0UjwhLdqkmRIDpGnUpeP_GXE2CG-IlY7V8kY6VkKqbN1JHwTwx9kRohYU1D0oz6D0_YVx4uD-3TrV61hacB7K8/s1600-h/Bro+Liu%27s+trip+with+Seows+and+us.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291124719011695762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgczfdRSEemygxt6IrD3dehQ2YRw4u9WoQP-vQJ_J69RAN32WOte3bZQ0UjwhLdqkmRIDpGnUpeP_GXE2CG-IlY7V8kY6VkKqbN1JHwTwx9kRohYU1D0oz6D0_YVx4uD-3TrV61hacB7K8/s320/Bro+Liu%27s+trip+with+Seows+and+us.jpg" border="0" /></a> Here's the group: Sister Seow, brother Seow, their son, brother Liu and Elias in the last row. Matthew, his mother and I on row two, and the three little girls in the front row. The first day was pretty cold and windy! We stopped at a park in Ilan and had a picnic lunch here.<br /><br /><div>What a great trip over Christmas, thanks to Brother Liu and the Seows. The Seow's son, Stephen, his wife and four children were so fun to be with - even if the little ones were challenging at times. </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>E/S MILLERhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14928007536257371169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773382508964787387.post-88836929406997404642008-12-28T05:51:00.000-08:002008-12-28T06:31:44.942-08:00Nov - Dec doings<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvKLd-1QfQ1tDS3cp8ANLMEoXORcgpLEXfJtWssW_5M4B7ZvXIs7eqxw1-aTqt48x3qyYOzTb1yNQ7fClAb9OILXwz1UNOPO6JhHzP5VM9bwV8xwiVtLBZfJBnAeW_-XXe79D1ZSYnx7o/s1600-h/Taipei+068.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284847639475587106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvKLd-1QfQ1tDS3cp8ANLMEoXORcgpLEXfJtWssW_5M4B7ZvXIs7eqxw1-aTqt48x3qyYOzTb1yNQ7fClAb9OILXwz1UNOPO6JhHzP5VM9bwV8xwiVtLBZfJBnAeW_-XXe79D1ZSYnx7o/s320/Taipei+068.jpg" border="0" /></a> Mary and Joseph - the Brimley's - best friends of Nicole and Brian Heplar, Nancy's daughter and son in law. It is a small world!!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX5iDW7LJi5KOOqFCsPEpg1tp2mY6oGeA0Tb4lpo-Soqw-fbXgsUI01OTe0tNUmu6ZXRauVzh3NfJQ_QGpquM3F7YyYY2-x_WuqMHWWRRKq1mKh7KZwSECiESEBLIFIBW4IYFE4sx3onE/s1600-h/Taipei+067.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284845575926866690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX5iDW7LJi5KOOqFCsPEpg1tp2mY6oGeA0Tb4lpo-Soqw-fbXgsUI01OTe0tNUmu6ZXRauVzh3NfJQ_QGpquM3F7YyYY2-x_WuqMHWWRRKq1mKh7KZwSECiESEBLIFIBW4IYFE4sx3onE/s320/Taipei+067.jpg" border="0" /></a> Even the costumes were elaborate, and the set was refinished again so beautifully by Elder Bouvai, who originally built it eight years ago.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCovyqSt2_D_qoC3IUp7HuE7VtR-Lit297rWUf6afrAINWxq-7t31CR4HKKQaiOvut5B2sAOrCNlgaXzYFlG3BUQqU7IjwwoZ1corQe0TVkwuC94vl8acrY883FdPTQZ0nSI_cOSyNco4/s1600-h/Taipei+052.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284843663903229186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCovyqSt2_D_qoC3IUp7HuE7VtR-Lit297rWUf6afrAINWxq-7t31CR4HKKQaiOvut5B2sAOrCNlgaXzYFlG3BUQqU7IjwwoZ1corQe0TVkwuC94vl8acrY883FdPTQZ0nSI_cOSyNco4/s320/Taipei+052.jpg" border="0" /></a> The Pageant Choir. I am on the second row in the middle, with a pink scarf and blue robe. The pageant was really a miracle this year as we didn't know until the day of the first performance whether the city would let us use this place as a venue again. The Lord's hand was pretty evident in the way all things worked out so that it could happen --even the weather mellowed for it. The last day, it was balmy and nice! In the eight years they have performed the pageant, they have never gotten rained out, although it is the rainy season!!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfh9zSWVQ1EDN-xi_bHatAdaT7OMEFb7GCKA-KKzqnwFNF07cYvnWsk6wx7T1kbbgiNXOXnNoIjiCrz6QxX0ODL56PXk5I0mpMGGZGA4IYYZqasnggA8SuyrMwk8vKPifqtvFc9GqUEw4/s1600-h/Taipei+051.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284842647328955106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfh9zSWVQ1EDN-xi_bHatAdaT7OMEFb7GCKA-KKzqnwFNF07cYvnWsk6wx7T1kbbgiNXOXnNoIjiCrz6QxX0ODL56PXk5I0mpMGGZGA4IYYZqasnggA8SuyrMwk8vKPifqtvFc9GqUEw4/s320/Taipei+051.jpg" border="0" /></a> On to the annual Christmas Pageant put on by our Ward. This is the part the Primary children played in it. They sang "Away in a Manger"<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf_dCvx76q-OQF_zViyN4owH9BOAbrXoGL1k-Me5n7C2_q-9gX7PcO8F5CQDM3QjRba1rT0Ef5HBkmCaOJgR2-QzSfmQBegVdLoFZSUJOY0OkkzPoAjS_5ZqUqR2BhksbjvOHufQbo698/s1600-h/Taipei+046.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284840578539429602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf_dCvx76q-OQF_zViyN4owH9BOAbrXoGL1k-Me5n7C2_q-9gX7PcO8F5CQDM3QjRba1rT0Ef5HBkmCaOJgR2-QzSfmQBegVdLoFZSUJOY0OkkzPoAjS_5ZqUqR2BhksbjvOHufQbo698/s320/Taipei+046.jpg" border="0" /></a> We visited a night market where this group of high school girls "interviewed" us for their school project. They were so darned cute! How my heart ached to tell them more about our reason for being in Taiwan! I felt so much love for them!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Wow, I cannot believe it has been so long since I've entered pictures here. So here we go --</div></div></div></div></div>E/S MILLERhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14928007536257371169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773382508964787387.post-18453561136163649752008-11-16T03:16:00.000-08:002009-01-15T02:57:24.677-08:00Some of the latest pictures <div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgurD1C3Yukgd5EP2wTsxEm70xq3lTxCjQGW6pcybVV1_RsB6GpY4tpQDQe37PEjsxKICrVHxSHNbITJkocz-IMvQhYEUMY1wIGcOGKvVKSdwKR4poYx40qWf-AEcNba64nLfuKgruvJVk/s1600-h/P1010223.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269236054269674786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgurD1C3Yukgd5EP2wTsxEm70xq3lTxCjQGW6pcybVV1_RsB6GpY4tpQDQe37PEjsxKICrVHxSHNbITJkocz-IMvQhYEUMY1wIGcOGKvVKSdwKR4poYx40qWf-AEcNba64nLfuKgruvJVk/s320/P1010223.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here we are after the Children's Sacrament Meeting presentation. Leonora and her two charges, whom she brings to church each Sunday. They took part today and did so well. It made me homesick, realizing that the grandchildren were taking part in their Sacrament Meeting presentations as well! This is one of the best Sundays of the year. The Spirit is always present and you can just feel the love of the Savior and Father for these little ones! It was such a choice, spiritual experience! Leornora is giving them such a gift by bringing them to church, where they can learn and experience first hand, the love and peace and happiness the gospel brings into the lives of those who live it!!<br />
<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr5Eokxs5OOPMLHcNzZA7f_xZMVfsSpDjtz5qn2jMXdc9PnSdZKIbiLCSILhjrEldBtsNOrbrZdYdv_j5EbvkQBNmDR-9ZDbkar6DBVQxDfBEMYJX4BLMCeehnzvQrpr8e2doF0QlC-No/s1600-h/P1010217.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269233897090691682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr5Eokxs5OOPMLHcNzZA7f_xZMVfsSpDjtz5qn2jMXdc9PnSdZKIbiLCSILhjrEldBtsNOrbrZdYdv_j5EbvkQBNmDR-9ZDbkar6DBVQxDfBEMYJX4BLMCeehnzvQrpr8e2doF0QlC-No/s320/P1010217.JPG" border="0" /></a> With the 101 Tower in the background we are looking at a road construction area down one of the main streets of Taipei, where they put flowering plants to make the area "pretty". They must have spent a lot of money here because there were hundreds along the street! In this case, they are building an undergound MRT railway system, with malls, shops, restaurants, and we have even seen a bowling alleyin one that we visited! There are usually three levels of these - all under the main street that Elias is standing on!<br /><br />
<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQlT6AHYaqMaIPnyPSgFd8hAl3ZvGsAAeMXsFvNNeN7g-kPfporMF4feT-d1Z4KO9ejVEleX-iVzsRrzch4bk2ldKNHyneMTsvkGKiIu14FJRDf_sbJYxrXHGeL_uBdPbwLcUFgCG1izg/s1600-h/P1010221.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269233350977714994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQlT6AHYaqMaIPnyPSgFd8hAl3ZvGsAAeMXsFvNNeN7g-kPfporMF4feT-d1Z4KO9ejVEleX-iVzsRrzch4bk2ldKNHyneMTsvkGKiIu14FJRDf_sbJYxrXHGeL_uBdPbwLcUFgCG1izg/s320/P1010221.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />
<br /><div>The group pose before having a wonderful Filippino dinner to celebrate the birthdays of two of the sisters! Left to right: Erlinda, (I can't remember he name), me, Leonora, Daisy and Sodad! </div><br /><br />
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKwcujcgw_vdQJBhsH3iNLWyVDSBalAjZQB4HH2UBDDmhi_rhIyFvFqkskXlS4kaUCSCh-lomAhbLQOliArTYQwqR50qulje6IeZ2n0EpcztO8XEg-EpK-jjzJfMjzFft9st20erLxbt4/s1600-h/P1010212.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269215966854436530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKwcujcgw_vdQJBhsH3iNLWyVDSBalAjZQB4HH2UBDDmhi_rhIyFvFqkskXlS4kaUCSCh-lomAhbLQOliArTYQwqR50qulje6IeZ2n0EpcztO8XEg-EpK-jjzJfMjzFft9st20erLxbt4/s320/P1010212.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is the area between the Temple and the Service Center. Many people from all walks of life like to come here because it is beautiful and peaceful. Sometimes, we will sit on one of the benches here and eat a sandwich or fried rice before we begin our work in the Temple.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnJYki3HRB0gEvQgBCspA5h4jbk8nhhPrjV2WjsG12VUffmJSisotVLCVFATyh1kMCWhsV203CWPLPUPQocn144RScnJ7jS19u2dmN3CDlra27fyEdqq1LRml4RXPeuSOE40lHha1u_KQ/s1600-h/P1010216.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269213990907702642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnJYki3HRB0gEvQgBCspA5h4jbk8nhhPrjV2WjsG12VUffmJSisotVLCVFATyh1kMCWhsV203CWPLPUPQocn144RScnJ7jS19u2dmN3CDlra27fyEdqq1LRml4RXPeuSOE40lHha1u_KQ/s320/P1010216.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is a huge park about a twenty minute walk from our apartment that we go to when we want to get some more walking time in away from the noise of city traffic! </div><br /><br /><br />
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9OnF3UJ8HsAMSwjmsQcAZO6JADFuP8E8NC5TSOZAjznphGplgcg0ogywosxGLxc3KL3Duv-wxnoAl3MRokkPPhkT2wwuLth3_zs8cH9kwPQ4nxj1cpZioYgORUE11QaX-Eq9U3ZjYT38/s1600-h/P1010211.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269213173764014706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9OnF3UJ8HsAMSwjmsQcAZO6JADFuP8E8NC5TSOZAjznphGplgcg0ogywosxGLxc3KL3Duv-wxnoAl3MRokkPPhkT2wwuLth3_zs8cH9kwPQ4nxj1cpZioYgORUE11QaX-Eq9U3ZjYT38/s320/P1010211.JPG" border="0" /></a> We walked home a different way one evening and found this beautiful, "garden" alley. This picture does not do the scene justice.<br /><br /><br />
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<br /><div></div></div>E/S MILLERhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14928007536257371169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773382508964787387.post-27804385888439394862008-10-26T05:52:00.000-07:002008-10-26T07:00:11.978-07:00Spiders, Danshui & Argentinians!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYtltKnpoWqeqVZJG8MFqE42-jNIE5_p-ktdlpcKJRq06VRUdCe3SfcE8sI2AmLBUql0cIA4TjP8MZ514_TZjE99roST5Gxag3eu_Kn-ODSz3TIRS3GFuRj9wczOEG8VBIXC6435bivv4/s1600-h/P1010210.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261452133557886818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYtltKnpoWqeqVZJG8MFqE42-jNIE5_p-ktdlpcKJRq06VRUdCe3SfcE8sI2AmLBUql0cIA4TjP8MZ514_TZjE99roST5Gxag3eu_Kn-ODSz3TIRS3GFuRj9wczOEG8VBIXC6435bivv4/s320/P1010210.JPG" border="0" /></a> Now to our favorite part of Taiwan -- the Temple and the people we meet there! This Saturday we are privileged to work nearly eight hours in the Baptistry and had a glorious experience with some people from Argentina. (Take note, BJ!) Brother Moise's is the Branch President in Hsinchu, which is an hour or two south of Taipei. He has been here for three years, is married to an English girl and has two adorable girls! The couple met at BYU Hawaii. He hopes to go to BYU Utah next March and pursue a career in Law or Business. The girl on my right is his sister, Heva Marie Moise's and has been a member of the Church for two months! Brother Moise's wanted his sister to experience the feelings of happiness that are found as we serve in the temple, so they came and did baptisms for the dead. All of the other baptismal patrons had left, so there was just Dad and I and them and two of the Baptistry workers there. Brother Moise's decided it would be more meaningful for his sister if he could baptise her and pronounce at least one of the baptisms in her native tongue of Spanish. He had to think hard for a minute to be sure he could remember the right words. Then he began, and all of a sudden I could hardly hold back the tears of joy! Here they were, from Argentina, doing work for Chinese sisters and brothers that would bless them for Eternity! and doing it in the English and Argentine language!! Where else but the Temple could something like this happen? Nowhere else in the world!! I looked at Dad and he was feeling the same, for there were tears in his eyes as well. The Spirit was sooo strong and feelings were sooo sweet. It felt as if we were experiencing a little of what heaven might feel like! Needless to say, we all bonded, and exchanged email addresses so we can invite them to dinner when we get home from our mission here! I am so grateful for these beautiful experiences. We have many like this each week! I cannot keep up with writing about them all! The Lord has been so good to us. We feel so very blessed. I pray that we can carry this sweet Spirit with us always, as we reach out to help others, no matter where we are!! The work of the Lord is beyond description and beyond any other "highs" or happinesses we could ever feel. We LOVE it!! <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqkV6ls193utub4OCviCdzvb5TgQAsa7NBE36qK7PcKXHr0RNeG2zJG_SkoIl5dapdzkGRdhsxcVJNjvWXvDVPN_U5ZXhZeN7I72ieL1Wcth6Qt2PuolIBfTNHeKCLsYK1JAPph40Fv2w/s1600-h/P1010205.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261450630650801602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqkV6ls193utub4OCviCdzvb5TgQAsa7NBE36qK7PcKXHr0RNeG2zJG_SkoIl5dapdzkGRdhsxcVJNjvWXvDVPN_U5ZXhZeN7I72ieL1Wcth6Qt2PuolIBfTNHeKCLsYK1JAPph40Fv2w/s320/P1010205.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is the scene of a mountain across the Danshui River. We have ridden on a ferry boat to the other side and shopped in the small shops over there. The Taiwan Straights are where this river empties into the East China Sea, on the right side of the picture.</div><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgymnV2LPmubvjId6S-hsWKvWop4CsUClsnFRk8jmA4MIPqXikSJWaIcaeujL31c6TFHCI5PziI9UWviH2K8wVmeR-E2IFKTFSkBvyAEgqvKXxiuYTwyT4UGnZtQvwpLg8q0MJJ2z3Jdzg/s1600-h/P1010204.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261449466105880162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgymnV2LPmubvjId6S-hsWKvWop4CsUClsnFRk8jmA4MIPqXikSJWaIcaeujL31c6TFHCI5PziI9UWviH2K8wVmeR-E2IFKTFSkBvyAEgqvKXxiuYTwyT4UGnZtQvwpLg8q0MJJ2z3Jdzg/s320/P1010204.JPG" border="0" /></a> Fishing boats docked inland off the Danshui River. Note how bow and aft are curved upward.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPuyFbShf3RV1MFKHunNcpYd1tJ4Be501r33B5MIvcyFjX-bdOdIUh7DxB9OMwLwRkPKFu5T5wGiIzVSVJbT5Tt7a5Dli4saUchDvwF9dJVbN6G9i1xmNuFejzURrxnvmDNBJHYyadkPg/s1600-h/P1010203.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261448700536641426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPuyFbShf3RV1MFKHunNcpYd1tJ4Be501r33B5MIvcyFjX-bdOdIUh7DxB9OMwLwRkPKFu5T5wGiIzVSVJbT5Tt7a5Dli4saUchDvwF9dJVbN6G9i1xmNuFejzURrxnvmDNBJHYyadkPg/s320/P1010203.JPG" border="0" /></a> Just a sample of the gorgeous flowers that lined the walkway by the Danshui River.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0OjexNtct_n-t7F3XwMMTZRTM1eCVJx6JKL0irgPTm3AnTKuJ-ty1F0BPCcyalwlW38_yUaj4KZm8xqbd0mULdDBuDzduSncMhVs30yXt2hdvNPLjC07OwgGs9eskLiyVP2STerPzxJA/s1600-h/P1010201.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261447535688005714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0OjexNtct_n-t7F3XwMMTZRTM1eCVJx6JKL0irgPTm3AnTKuJ-ty1F0BPCcyalwlW38_yUaj4KZm8xqbd0mULdDBuDzduSncMhVs30yXt2hdvNPLjC07OwgGs9eskLiyVP2STerPzxJA/s320/P1010201.JPG" border="0" /></a> We took a day trip to Danshui (pronounced Dawn shuaye). It was great to walk around and just relax and take in the beauty of this quaint town on the Danshui River. This is one of the huge Banyan trees that line the river walkway.</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG0YgkCX5Wf2T-E55w_AqHEdimrKNy_VI6I-KVa1UA_exIpqAAxIrh-J1uPcSMTGHyYUKmjyQoQPrE8p1fjCSRFG2YFrnzWkJX3ot049YNq_xIWFADSO7V_a1VjYwummK93eN6upTeXwg/s1600-h/P1010200.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261446040272545938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG0YgkCX5Wf2T-E55w_AqHEdimrKNy_VI6I-KVa1UA_exIpqAAxIrh-J1uPcSMTGHyYUKmjyQoQPrE8p1fjCSRFG2YFrnzWkJX3ot049YNq_xIWFADSO7V_a1VjYwummK93eN6upTeXwg/s320/P1010200.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Dear Blog, here is just a few of the things we have experienced lately. We'll begin with this picture taken on the second floor of our apartment building. I'm glad we live on the third floor. After Elias saw this, he began spraying around our door and windows! I'm glad I didn't see it!</div></div></div></div></div></div>E/S MILLERhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14928007536257371169noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773382508964787387.post-68725506178135340172008-10-04T23:34:00.000-07:002008-10-05T01:31:24.590-07:00Chaing Kai-Shek Memorial pictures<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvjfDAyVkSq4ZyauYoN62f_GeAd_EuWa_c-ZGjpIo8hO0I1IxiwbasHl6pGtL1b4ltSzsut0oo4yxei-gGlisNNMxKa8t1Rw_kh1G0G0hQLrt0nOMBWjBC1ZMHmSLrWkAKfWNno0SO1TI/s1600-h/Taipei+Sunset+at+CKS+.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253578650465443346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvjfDAyVkSq4ZyauYoN62f_GeAd_EuWa_c-ZGjpIo8hO0I1IxiwbasHl6pGtL1b4ltSzsut0oo4yxei-gGlisNNMxKa8t1Rw_kh1G0G0hQLrt0nOMBWjBC1ZMHmSLrWkAKfWNno0SO1TI/s320/Taipei+Sunset+at+CKS+.JPG" border="0" /></a>This picture does not do the gorgeous sunset justice. But it was amazing! The colors were brilliant. We were so glad we spent some time visiting this beautiful place.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8Q3X2c3OloeNpREt0WiJqfzFl1LQEmSYldB6PWjdfAKzzKgBC56kl36jgAH-YgMYSlxwvk17_zT0LVqM2hsIJ01W1DoR1sO7iWrHDTvQbSsoM5WZxuRKOp5Y6d2V6lrGubmfYlJ9xBmo/s1600-h/Bird+at+CKS.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253577724853123890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8Q3X2c3OloeNpREt0WiJqfzFl1LQEmSYldB6PWjdfAKzzKgBC56kl36jgAH-YgMYSlxwvk17_zT0LVqM2hsIJ01W1DoR1sO7iWrHDTvQbSsoM5WZxuRKOp5Y6d2V6lrGubmfYlJ9xBmo/s320/Bird+at+CKS.JPG" border="0" /></a> As it began to turn evening, we sat down on the rocks at the side of a pond. All of a sudden, a large bird came flying very close behind where Elias was sitting! It was like it was "looking us over"! If have no idea what kind of bird it is. Anyone take a guess.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh172gNT4-6d5dtBJ5M3KEVi6lxtZRYgs1ikeSBYHjv1HNsJG_ZG4MlepLGdVme531h2jJFCvp8eDD_8NeODlToU_hNS-xwUkoSXH4R-Rh2CqBVAe_ID84rJucvve8SRSk3JK7MLzsSY8U/s1600-h/CHINESE_KIND+CARE+SIGN.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253576647522270770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh172gNT4-6d5dtBJ5M3KEVi6lxtZRYgs1ikeSBYHjv1HNsJG_ZG4MlepLGdVme531h2jJFCvp8eDD_8NeODlToU_hNS-xwUkoSXH4R-Rh2CqBVAe_ID84rJucvve8SRSk3JK7MLzsSY8U/s320/CHINESE_KIND+CARE+SIGN.JPG" border="0" /></a> I hope you can see that this sign says, "Take kind care of flowers & trees. Please don't tread on or pick up." I love the way the Chinese people word things! How quaint is this? "Kind care"<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw1USVCVVsJw4I8RE9czxxMjfWFl5DYuak3SPHolPB1i5glUcUQqKKnm8KLp_WnDllcibsusab_R7-XICNHRIMa0rivhf97TpSWgZ5JOGXx7MEf6wGsXH1fb6MdUysZrAdYAXZmEq6JFU/s1600-h/Flowers+and+Bench+at+CKS.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253575598339866866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw1USVCVVsJw4I8RE9czxxMjfWFl5DYuak3SPHolPB1i5glUcUQqKKnm8KLp_WnDllcibsusab_R7-XICNHRIMa0rivhf97TpSWgZ5JOGXx7MEf6wGsXH1fb6MdUysZrAdYAXZmEq6JFU/s320/Flowers+and+Bench+at+CKS.JPG" border="0" /></a> Aren't these flowers beautiful? We are just missing Elder Miller, who was sitting on the bench, but then decided he did not like the picture with him in it, so this is the second one we took. </div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOCIaRNRIFyBxeaj5RIEYWvk0vXqrl1hAJV1PSjIeEuMjOOsR3A74McIminBTGXxD9fR3fqWBIXMapBIJn8uVzl7pKljhSzhKGGZ3AeRx1uRTPIFIGbxlKRegCk5D7GhkCPngZSPtCjKg/s1600-h/CKS+piney+path.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253574485026367682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOCIaRNRIFyBxeaj5RIEYWvk0vXqrl1hAJV1PSjIeEuMjOOsR3A74McIminBTGXxD9fR3fqWBIXMapBIJn8uVzl7pKljhSzhKGGZ3AeRx1uRTPIFIGbxlKRegCk5D7GhkCPngZSPtCjKg/s320/CKS+piney+path.JPG" border="0" /></a> One of the pine tree paths we walked down at the grounds around the Chaing Kai-Shek Memorial. It felt good to be in the shade of these big trees. They are a different pine tree than at home.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioNHRxga3QPijHoCFVe9hAP76Ipjj-E5hKZPjhOnisTxkTsPzkNBfFlqfDAWBfpIars-MRjvO9sH_U467Vg0a1hi4cvu-30aTY_Ik1KdNw8HL-yvFvXlYcAkREgViDvlJ91NiFeui3UTU/s1600-h/Mammoth+at+CKS.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253573811035936610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioNHRxga3QPijHoCFVe9hAP76Ipjj-E5hKZPjhOnisTxkTsPzkNBfFlqfDAWBfpIars-MRjvO9sH_U467Vg0a1hi4cvu-30aTY_Ik1KdNw8HL-yvFvXlYcAkREgViDvlJ91NiFeui3UTU/s320/Mammoth+at+CKS.JPG" border="0" /></a> They had a Mammoth elephant display inside the Chaing Kai-Shek Memorial. It was too expensive, so we didn't see only but this part! This is the Visitors Center where we bought Joyce a jade necklace for her birthday.</div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtfDXjbbPzlsR2Z5pLFxjAJsEQfK-djlMNaUSZr2pXJSsIG9x8gQuYnrYFYfJHMYUL17fDb8PTmtn5G86iFAAluJghQ_ZCvKyaCiVdy9iA7dbIRw5YlwkxadkAwRD6ilpLNbd1tzJTSOM/s1600-h/Guards+at+C.+K.+S.+Memorial.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253572820568307442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtfDXjbbPzlsR2Z5pLFxjAJsEQfK-djlMNaUSZr2pXJSsIG9x8gQuYnrYFYfJHMYUL17fDb8PTmtn5G86iFAAluJghQ_ZCvKyaCiVdy9iA7dbIRw5YlwkxadkAwRD6ilpLNbd1tzJTSOM/s320/Guards+at+C.+K.+S.+Memorial.JPG" border="0" /></a> There are hundreds of these guards who do fancy footwork and marching at the Chaing Kai Shek Memorial. They are really impressive to watch - especially when it is time for the "changing of the guards."<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwsxQG-r2oxBs2upeizuip5AxhAzrSapEg7cxKlqeXjnnBwdydkJUvMMCaDKhInf4x4YcQyaXuEBN54IiPXLCvjpd7otvgYE-c7ElKzKCmevdkzFlj8JbVh3TIVJC4GfF7wRA9GwzIjns/s1600-h/Chiang+Kai-Shek+Memorial.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253571842898173474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwsxQG-r2oxBs2upeizuip5AxhAzrSapEg7cxKlqeXjnnBwdydkJUvMMCaDKhInf4x4YcQyaXuEBN54IiPXLCvjpd7otvgYE-c7ElKzKCmevdkzFlj8JbVh3TIVJC4GfF7wRA9GwzIjns/s320/Chiang+Kai-Shek+Memorial.JPG" border="0" /></a> The Chiang Kai-Shek Memorial. It doesn't look big, but it is huge! The Memorial property takes up many square blocks of the city.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjxPb-ZmabZvVu1Rr-UzXF5W6_IAo3BIENF-AauQ1A6PNcs87WyjUK5yWpRfbHrgxpAJQCddlJ4xTwIvh41c4ar9f6eM5t8FUReodTcDM377oOXHhGdV34JwyMcMApLFwhwe-weHUGMW8/s1600-h/Filippino+B-Day+Flowers+.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253569904705637250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjxPb-ZmabZvVu1Rr-UzXF5W6_IAo3BIENF-AauQ1A6PNcs87WyjUK5yWpRfbHrgxpAJQCddlJ4xTwIvh41c4ar9f6eM5t8FUReodTcDM377oOXHhGdV34JwyMcMApLFwhwe-weHUGMW8/s320/Filippino+B-Day+Flowers+.JPG" border="0" /></a> We cannot believe how loving these Filippino sisters are to us. For our birthdays, they gave us flowers, an expensive, long-sleeved white shirt and silk tie, a beautiful blouse and beautiful picture frame! How do you like the vase? We don't know where to buy one, so Elias made one out of our plastic, milk bottle.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxW1-eLhG2wkK2c0AjqP0Zprggv87voGqKzH8KeLGB3YEm2cjjY5xA0HDeQ1tlo87-Etl5LKEgCs2ljqdSX91tYwZ9QUZOSaNyNbvz0b2c_HVTWw6VJ6-UjjIEyCS0TIHgAi-61d5suj8/s1600-h/Typhoon+view+from+our+window+#1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253567787485298898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxW1-eLhG2wkK2c0AjqP0Zprggv87voGqKzH8KeLGB3YEm2cjjY5xA0HDeQ1tlo87-Etl5LKEgCs2ljqdSX91tYwZ9QUZOSaNyNbvz0b2c_HVTWw6VJ6-UjjIEyCS0TIHgAi-61d5suj8/s320/Typhoon+view+from+our+window+%231.JPG" border="0" /></a> "Typhoon day" scene from our dining room window. The rain came down as if poured from a huge bucket! We were so comfy in our cozy apartment! </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>E/S MILLERhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14928007536257371169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773382508964787387.post-8831237893213617282008-09-15T00:27:00.000-07:002008-09-15T01:36:32.971-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgxlwNdzdb7iaMrgd6hgF1OKFURfozebnW3QggPN-HpmMymhMSHi_Qx3cwvBitdFRzwQPbs7hwaZLA3Y1Knae3IQ4fk4ar-b0sXDcCvuxJ1oaKOViND4uRaW3iBY4Zq_DQM7geak8UaAo/s1600-h/Taiwan+Rainbow.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgxlwNdzdb7iaMrgd6hgF1OKFURfozebnW3QggPN-HpmMymhMSHi_Qx3cwvBitdFRzwQPbs7hwaZLA3Y1Knae3IQ4fk4ar-b0sXDcCvuxJ1oaKOViND4uRaW3iBY4Zq_DQM7geak8UaAo/s320/Taiwan+Rainbow.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246163740976432706" border="0" />A beautiful Taiwan rainbow. This picture was taken when Elias and I were walking home from the temple one Tuesday or Wednesday evening!</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7Htrz1UTRMzhQwLxGcBv96hOGqq206l1iJ1WSmj5vuW0RrKRl7jU0aPIcPQBy9J15JSx46NOa7BX1ebnpn1qUCL2IaNooxc2UWtrGlk04TZi-_Wi9TdtTib3hm4k-djiwUBpQqF7cCYI/s1600-h/Hendrys+Farewell+FHE.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7Htrz1UTRMzhQwLxGcBv96hOGqq206l1iJ1WSmj5vuW0RrKRl7jU0aPIcPQBy9J15JSx46NOa7BX1ebnpn1qUCL2IaNooxc2UWtrGlk04TZi-_Wi9TdtTib3hm4k-djiwUBpQqF7cCYI/s320/Hendrys+Farewell+FHE.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246162254717190482" border="0" />Us and the Hendrys, at their last FHE at the Walkers. They are really a great couple who have been married only a few years. Both of their spouses passed away. He was home teacher to them when her husband died. His wife told him to marry Valerie after she knew she was going to pass away!</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibJKOORSLqnZ809Mpi-EA0oRsQBjr-vu46R900UPadun0tEg-LSZZQ0Mym1MmbkYOQf1U2dvg9WVlqzq1ymtT3tiutuRxITYkuBcx1Wa27wprnYmHRSc8JOTX8FwzIPOwIV8dZJoW5jNs/s1600-h/Fireworks+with+Thous+of+people.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibJKOORSLqnZ809Mpi-EA0oRsQBjr-vu46R900UPadun0tEg-LSZZQ0Mym1MmbkYOQf1U2dvg9WVlqzq1ymtT3tiutuRxITYkuBcx1Wa27wprnYmHRSc8JOTX8FwzIPOwIV8dZJoW5jNs/s320/Fireworks+with+Thous+of+people.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246161782964124402" border="0" />The fireworks that nearly cost us getting smothered and trampled to death! They WERE good, though!</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_g4Ud1FAsKXxtWQks9tQoFi2PLeL4kLSSAQo5-Lhs7P_rZYUitJQEcH9qLbS-Q-NhYT5Gdk0K54oX9bYzI__mZDku07oH7E0Pvjce8-V_Y6MLaRVBW4saeRUdH89I-PEMGC4qq_WJ9Uc/s1600-h/P1010147.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_g4Ud1FAsKXxtWQks9tQoFi2PLeL4kLSSAQo5-Lhs7P_rZYUitJQEcH9qLbS-Q-NhYT5Gdk0K54oX9bYzI__mZDku07oH7E0Pvjce8-V_Y6MLaRVBW4saeRUdH89I-PEMGC4qq_WJ9Uc/s320/P1010147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246160838627212866" border="0" />"The group" - Daisy and myself, Sister Durrant and the sweet Filippino sisters, who have "loved" Daisy into the church!</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWlffdBMKx1XWSRI5_yy3UkFlJNyyZLuLtBGsgrODOStZM9EGBXz3h9KdQjrQ2Yhb4lrHFfRFhLHQ1G29Klcum2KgYtZ1l-KfWPY4ohbK5Zh2332AQcDvnknyzVZX8u8XErYaNJonauME/s1600-h/P1010145.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWlffdBMKx1XWSRI5_yy3UkFlJNyyZLuLtBGsgrODOStZM9EGBXz3h9KdQjrQ2Yhb4lrHFfRFhLHQ1G29Klcum2KgYtZ1l-KfWPY4ohbK5Zh2332AQcDvnknyzVZX8u8XErYaNJonauME/s320/P1010145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246159826011059858" border="0" />Daisy, just before her baptism on September 6th! Sister Durrant and I (mostly Sister Durrant), taught her. She was so prepared to accept the Gospel. Her husband passed away just months before and you can imagine her joy to hear about life after deat, Eternal marriage and families! </a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxpG8SRwFBdFioqhRhkZYa8lMI7FfXJwnKTpqeEOIZwd1XMyZsM4zjjrglkn4WBNxkHMUwKHbQXcgay6XzrKo04lzkT1v_ZMU3IenplG4LOdc4mwVTfn5LNC6VqtxLL_yJT1HaYCzuFuM/s1600-h/P1010136.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxpG8SRwFBdFioqhRhkZYa8lMI7FfXJwnKTpqeEOIZwd1XMyZsM4zjjrglkn4WBNxkHMUwKHbQXcgay6XzrKo04lzkT1v_ZMU3IenplG4LOdc4mwVTfn5LNC6VqtxLL_yJT1HaYCzuFuM/s320/P1010136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246158963460787858" border="0" />Christine, Natalie and (I can't remember her name!), at her farewell party before leaving for Utah. Natalie is so special. I hope Brock gets to meet her! She has become dear to us.</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1oOdIyu3nRbLOHSmyfOHPA8LSQAYVU23RyntuXPcP3RkUBvTH5M7kteJnl5ZKFg_oNRDVRD-Ro8hQgitlxT0zqIh68yInL5-_VVjzkZXrFcv33oVrl2Kpk5AjQrIfBbfX5OsTW6Yku0A/s1600-h/P1010129.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1oOdIyu3nRbLOHSmyfOHPA8LSQAYVU23RyntuXPcP3RkUBvTH5M7kteJnl5ZKFg_oNRDVRD-Ro8hQgitlxT0zqIh68yInL5-_VVjzkZXrFcv33oVrl2Kpk5AjQrIfBbfX5OsTW6Yku0A/s320/P1010129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246156570690484450" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1oOdIyu3nRbLOHSmyfOHPA8LSQAYVU23RyntuXPcP3RkUBvTH5M7kteJnl5ZKFg_oNRDVRD-Ro8hQgitlxT0zqIh68yInL5-_VVjzkZXrFcv33oVrl2Kpk5AjQrIfBbfX5OsTW6Yku0A/s1600-h/P1010129.JPG">One of the senior couples, the Dodges, who were the first couple to go home since we have been here, took us to this pita bar, close to the temple. When we get tired of rice, it is nice to have a place close that we can get something different.</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqTYisXDPSI-Yzo0NXJwN0DesDq5o1Hb4dTy1aI_zMWSinBENu5y-zr8q0cq6HduPftwG4hGF2vNLApHGaSnKAfinRAhgoyaRhUzgX8BNwmL4jZHyrccKxxvVlw42lSxMcsVh3Ephmpls/s1600-h/P1010126.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqTYisXDPSI-Yzo0NXJwN0DesDq5o1Hb4dTy1aI_zMWSinBENu5y-zr8q0cq6HduPftwG4hGF2vNLApHGaSnKAfinRAhgoyaRhUzgX8BNwmL4jZHyrccKxxvVlw42lSxMcsVh3Ephmpls/s320/P1010126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246155299696303170" border="0" />This is how Elder Miller does dishes. The sink is definitely made for those who are about 4 foot high! He is so sweet to do them anyway!</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnFOcTrOxl1wC-5Fsp4b3sA2LhfBetLkHvoWt-nUald2LWATnFOS5RE4xdtVoTQ5Vatxp0ijLJkWkQ2_ciFXrO-FH6hGFaTNfQyw1E0PAoNOMjNqLRBPKy_eDhIk2C1Vo_ahRAu17vH_w/s1600-h/P1010123.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnFOcTrOxl1wC-5Fsp4b3sA2LhfBetLkHvoWt-nUald2LWATnFOS5RE4xdtVoTQ5Vatxp0ijLJkWkQ2_ciFXrO-FH6hGFaTNfQyw1E0PAoNOMjNqLRBPKy_eDhIk2C1Vo_ahRAu17vH_w/s320/P1010123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246153863288339442" border="0" />Our "formal" temple presidency and one of their skits - singing their hearts out!</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia6qzq9lVW4uBfAZlS6djFez6HmAsNQgQJ5Em1EeC6mVvUxt3LV6YvVj8xWIu2S45L4l6k8K7QrnNqGyd3k0ZrVNQ9WhQKqiE3STdZ532knVm5zUZnjJWqiKjPiqJZZR6ze0xyuSGGdTA/s1600-h/P1010111.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia6qzq9lVW4uBfAZlS6djFez6HmAsNQgQJ5Em1EeC6mVvUxt3LV6YvVj8xWIu2S45L4l6k8K7QrnNqGyd3k0ZrVNQ9WhQKqiE3STdZ532knVm5zUZnjJWqiKjPiqJZZR6ze0xyuSGGdTA/s320/P1010111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246152030387621138" border="0" />The "choir", singing at the temple pot lu</a>ck dinner. I couldn't believe that our conductor, Sister Tan, had us do voice lessons and breathing practice before each practice. We were only singing a church hymn that everyone knew. The Chinese are very exacting in all they do. That is why they are so good at all they do, I guess.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhDMLfYoJ_uhAkEP3dq_rK2RNr6qVgdRsPlaJYmNXVbxVZ9C-sbuA1-xraN-1kjoGf00Ewg4Df87MPPrgce55Mfcu21rFzBe7-Evv-cw2cvHR1XydFXqHupq9x-FWIJeCId1M_PziIVTM/s1600-h/Maribeth+and+Joyce+with+new+hair+cut.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhDMLfYoJ_uhAkEP3dq_rK2RNr6qVgdRsPlaJYmNXVbxVZ9C-sbuA1-xraN-1kjoGf00Ewg4Df87MPPrgce55Mfcu21rFzBe7-Evv-cw2cvHR1XydFXqHupq9x-FWIJeCId1M_PziIVTM/s320/Maribeth+and+Joyce+with+new+hair+cut.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246146861015418274" border="0" /></a>Maribeth and I at the piano just before her lesson on Sunday. What a sweetheart! She is learning so quickly and doing so well. It is a real joy to teach these Filippino sisters piano! They are more than appreciative and try with all their hearts, because their dream is to be able to go back to the Philippines and teach their family and friends, who are too poor to take the lessons there!E/S MILLERhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14928007536257371169noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773382508964787387.post-18999361848488533052008-07-30T06:51:00.000-07:002008-07-30T18:34:25.840-07:00Trip with Brother Lin - Tues July 15th, 2008<div>Here is the best part of the whole trip. We miraculously met Jerry and Minnete Chen, who wanted to have us tell them how <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXxsD_yVYi9Os6L_ZFx_VZ6GxkJSAHjhhLGPGL3WP96X2QWXNySxnFMO3V4r-nPqpSn8qW2bdWXN8JZ314diZGx33RYQOzT18IVWGg-wvSZ_4qKc94ddPP7P-8jHwcvJ4oxL6N224ICcE/s1600-h/P1010052.JPG">they could receive the blessings of being together forever! Jerry had been baptized a little over a year ago, but had not been active in church and had a lot of questions. His wife is Catholic. We did not have time to talk to them while we were with Brother Lin and the Seows, but went back down to FengYuan on the train two days later and had dinner with them and talked for a couple of hours with them. Now they know about the Temple and the committment they will have to make to be a forever family. Now it is up to them to chose how much they want this great blessing from the Lord. We pray for them to make the right choice and go to church and have the missionaries give the discussions to them, so that they may have the desire they expressed to us!! They are really a great little couple. Their first baby is due in October! I need to tell you of the great, many miracles that had to happen to have us meet them. First of all, we would not have stopped in their town at all if it hadn't been that Brother Lin and Dad were talking about what kind of food Dad liked and he told him he liked pie. When Dad said this, Brother Lin asked him what kind of pie and Dad responded with - "hot or cold". So, to please Dad, Brother Lin stopped in FengYuan, the town he grew up in as a boy, and bought us something "hot" (wonton soup), something "cold" ( an ice slush drink), and he was leading us to a pie shop for a piece of pie when we had to stop for Jerry, who was parking his motorcycle on the curb and he noticed our missionary badges. Had he come a second later, we would have been past him and he never would have seen our badges! Also - when we came back down two days later, we did not know exactly what train to catch or how to do it, but there was a very sweet man we sat by as we waited for the train, who not only told us which track it would come on, but went and bought us two bottles of water to drink and just happened to be going the same way and stayed right by us on the train until he had to get off one stop ahead of ours! Then as we got off and began looking for Jerry's optical shop, we could not remember which way to go! As we stood on the corner, wondering, a motorcycle drove up beside us with a young man and his mother on it. He recognized us because he had been to the temple doing baptisms for the the dead and had seen us there! Then they proceeded on their motor bike to lead us to Jerry's shop! Another amazing "perfect timing" incident occured when Minette and Elias and I were waiting for Jerry to bring his car around and pick us up to go to dinner, two missionaries just "happened" to be going down the street across from us and came over and made themselves acquainted with us and Minette! So now they are aware of the situation and can take over where we left off with them! How the Lord must love these two! The many "coincidences" that He orchestrated to have this all happen in such perfect timing was almost unbelievable! Oh, another miraculous thing that happened was that we were three hours earlier getting to Jerry's than we said we would be. We actually had bought tickets on a faster, much more expensive train that brought us to FengYuan in one and a half hours rather than three to four hours, yet Jerry and Minette were able to leave his shop at that time and spend those two hours with us. And had we been later we would not have had the help of the kind man at the RR station, nor the guidance of our friends on their motorcycle, or the Elders coming by at that particular time to meet Minette and us! I know the Lord loves His children and I know more now than ever before, to what extent He will go to to see that they have every opportunity to hear what He wants them to hear - WHEN He wants them to hear it!! We feel very humble to have been a part of His plan for them! <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228817585446123186" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXxsD_yVYi9Os6L_ZFx_VZ6GxkJSAHjhhLGPGL3WP96X2QWXNySxnFMO3V4r-nPqpSn8qW2bdWXN8JZ314diZGx33RYQOzT18IVWGg-wvSZ_4qKc94ddPP7P-8jHwcvJ4oxL6N224ICcE/s320/P1010052.JPG" border="0" /></a>The Buddhist Monastary we stopped at on our way home.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9kMMSspGsGy9GASbwJKfTuNXn6C19b2xCTYYyOPnZA8exTJLAi7mMtdYsC8ZtGebx7JVF9Coq_9wmeHJJIpiQzEe0cHkwXgxfKAIKfaU0XYcudw2Wr26QYVhOe6lSzsbYstr6Cki_dHU/s1600-h/P1010050.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228817145859793618" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9kMMSspGsGy9GASbwJKfTuNXn6C19b2xCTYYyOPnZA8exTJLAi7mMtdYsC8ZtGebx7JVF9Coq_9wmeHJJIpiQzEe0cHkwXgxfKAIKfaU0XYcudw2Wr26QYVhOe6lSzsbYstr6Cki_dHU/s320/P1010050.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div>Further on down the road, we stopped at this huge Buddhist Monastary. It was massive. Across the valley, there was a golden Buddah that was so big that you could see it for many miles! We did not go over there, however.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfCEhZxfXBJSPf2BSH3yot4WCW_v9k4gue6ZUk_78QSSBpg8DHqw6chpZwTrPQHMbiwwMlwn1OvlMdXTitpsIEg4D8G30tVsunsghXX8tAwZoBtLagtVT9WGZTr9vLbHxu6SIZRF87pwg/s1600-h/P1010048.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228816327783843986" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfCEhZxfXBJSPf2BSH3yot4WCW_v9k4gue6ZUk_78QSSBpg8DHqw6chpZwTrPQHMbiwwMlwn1OvlMdXTitpsIEg4D8G30tVsunsghXX8tAwZoBtLagtVT9WGZTr9vLbHxu6SIZRF87pwg/s320/P1010048.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Brother Lin and the Seows - patiently waited for us to hike down and back up those 366 steps to the water below! I can't imagine why they didn't want to come.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4mDnqQc7WrQoNo9929bxUcgP6L3PoD-RffFtbmgBK_CSozbtBskWeeoa4xu725m8dFlw6hU47oLbL5XBr3hx_4ShZe6rn9_ltkP48AHXcN6iybEZ3Ldp_vBDJHi70S_9hDWVgYHthXOI/s1600-h/P1010041.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228815696633384946" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4mDnqQc7WrQoNo9929bxUcgP6L3PoD-RffFtbmgBK_CSozbtBskWeeoa4xu725m8dFlw6hU47oLbL5XBr3hx_4ShZe6rn9_ltkP48AHXcN6iybEZ3Ldp_vBDJHi70S_9hDWVgYHthXOI/s320/P1010041.JPG" border="0" /></a>Dad and I would have liked to have stayed longer at Sun-Moon Lake, but our driver and the Seows did not want to take the time to find the Aborigini Village we were hoping to see, so the next best thing we could do was hike down to the water. They had 366 steps with each one having the date carved in it. You could pay money and buy a "prayer" to hang on the wrought iron fence on either side of <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvrlG4yhSMCzj8hKrFTjb3mKKYrwN8zbXXEkdR6FGmzSIqpqrH7NxdNG7VFj0vzBVbb1JGA71eGCB4MdaYytqRKOpQbL9Hp5I0AqazSond3jtc3CL1Cx5frXj04E7lfe56VL6ZxXjwvMQ/s1600-h/P1010025.JPG">your step. Hiking down and back up these steps took a lot more effort than I anticipated! We really had a work-out!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228812512025244578" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvrlG4yhSMCzj8hKrFTjb3mKKYrwN8zbXXEkdR6FGmzSIqpqrH7NxdNG7VFj0vzBVbb1JGA71eGCB4MdaYytqRKOpQbL9Hp5I0AqazSond3jtc3CL1Cx5frXj04E7lfe56VL6ZxXjwvMQ/s320/P1010025.JPG" border="0" /></a>After a couple of hours driving, we came to Sun-Moon Lake - still high in the mountains - a gorgeous place which now is quite a tourist spot. This lake received its name because the major part of it is round like the sun, but one part of it is crescent-shaped like the moon.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYlQpJaFMSRinGPZBRfSe9HDh52kLeQgafV6RzRmUDQJTP_7oDRPCFjg9EpIK7uhlz3lx6AptcMXgMUd3k3SoSRIRuZ1AR-cZ6rdZOkDGijlQ_wGqFKwYrMtDr1Q5SnJea2cUok9gU2I4/s1600-h/P1010021.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228811679504751778" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYlQpJaFMSRinGPZBRfSe9HDh52kLeQgafV6RzRmUDQJTP_7oDRPCFjg9EpIK7uhlz3lx6AptcMXgMUd3k3SoSRIRuZ1AR-cZ6rdZOkDGijlQ_wGqFKwYrMtDr1Q5SnJea2cUok9gU2I4/s320/P1010021.JPG" border="0" /></a>After the "sunrise" tour, having taken our pictures, we packed up our things, had breakfast, and headed down the mountain. Right along the side of the road were some aboriginal "sales persons" selling their wares - All in tribal dress! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC1D-tOkG_aMBEVhJALPv3j8A-NIkanTphq9WU_2Q_5QNNh78EaLv-sarFoe4OScbooPd6zSfrrVJZ5nW9TJsl2zSymVY8k6FJ101mTIsuNUnchea23MkZG-OD_1tQfKA4DBrTNj-CS5U/s1600-h/P1010009.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228810695892589042" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC1D-tOkG_aMBEVhJALPv3j8A-NIkanTphq9WU_2Q_5QNNh78EaLv-sarFoe4OScbooPd6zSfrrVJZ5nW9TJsl2zSymVY8k6FJ101mTIsuNUnchea23MkZG-OD_1tQfKA4DBrTNj-CS5U/s320/P1010009.JPG" border="0" /></a>There you have it - complete sunrise!! It was worth getting up at 3 am for this event! I forgot to tell you that we stopped on our way up here, while it was still pitch-dark, and looked at the stars, and our guide pointed out some of the constellations to us!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP9-3uojZzaoEU9WhJNShkcaW-sGCzeLuiwIf3el_hdb3EBZ9KCFDrXdU2fR0wC_6eCoez980Qd3EMQigcYm0RbEh9XRDpsRGClxnNFC1K4_YQ-Q3zu5eHQ7U2GTKiSkIpNK3qLOl4hUg/s1600-h/P1000998.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228809347818881458" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP9-3uojZzaoEU9WhJNShkcaW-sGCzeLuiwIf3el_hdb3EBZ9KCFDrXdU2fR0wC_6eCoez980Qd3EMQigcYm0RbEh9XRDpsRGClxnNFC1K4_YQ-Q3zu5eHQ7U2GTKiSkIpNK3qLOl4hUg/s320/P1000998.JPG" border="0" /></a>The first shaft of light breaking over the mountains even though we could not see the sun yet.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkfvnfzRS-Dl_pKAjefGJ8Dl9MmU_6kMyZ-G0LQhFEIk8k4xEUF8FEixYKNY_QdoOp1GzJbNHSvFxCg1uNbPrAFwxvFRVMAmCZY8nYW90BglgpAkxBy4WnpNSBLZbdXUudadG386u3_fI/s1600-h/P1000992.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228808664087077714" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkfvnfzRS-Dl_pKAjefGJ8Dl9MmU_6kMyZ-G0LQhFEIk8k4xEUF8FEixYKNY_QdoOp1GzJbNHSvFxCg1uNbPrAFwxvFRVMAmCZY8nYW90BglgpAkxBy4WnpNSBLZbdXUudadG386u3_fI/s320/P1000992.JPG" border="0" /></a>A little brighter picture - a little more daylight - the pinkness of the clouds now gone.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh7GU7xeGw1G-PubjhutMtvDvJYxCrt2REdg6jV2NNIMqSi7i2P5eVojsucEauyCHLBeCuF4VYmGVUIzi3FqcYHESHOWn5f3fMBAIoNXfg-bKtaXpZGpDBxK_r9VHhQHWFZWQ-co3ItnU/s1600-h/P1000989.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228808164273159010" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh7GU7xeGw1G-PubjhutMtvDvJYxCrt2REdg6jV2NNIMqSi7i2P5eVojsucEauyCHLBeCuF4VYmGVUIzi3FqcYHESHOWn5f3fMBAIoNXfg-bKtaXpZGpDBxK_r9VHhQHWFZWQ-co3ItnU/s320/P1000989.JPG" border="0" /></a>The beginnings of the sun hitting the cloud in back of the mountains and making it a pink color.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj4ay1HBN_I_KAk9e1ZO1YGGqQM9XJqm4Dios00CZWle8SaqgwzPObEsDNPI1DbGXGBj5t2w41ZEsxyT_80FCgKRN5QPHxiCYX3K_nPMuc2NWEXL2T1BvfVaRq2w_HHpTh75z3p_Cy6d4/s1600-h/P1000983.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228807606056422466" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj4ay1HBN_I_KAk9e1ZO1YGGqQM9XJqm4Dios00CZWle8SaqgwzPObEsDNPI1DbGXGBj5t2w41ZEsxyT_80FCgKRN5QPHxiCYX3K_nPMuc2NWEXL2T1BvfVaRq2w_HHpTh75z3p_Cy6d4/s320/P1000983.JPG" border="0" /></a><u><span style="color:#0000ff;">Here we are - (it was cold just before sun-up) - waiting to catch those first rays of the sun over the mountain. Brother Lin is in the forefront in the white jacket. I was surprized at how light it was even though the sun was not up yet!</span></u><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228806426815835058" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC5QY9C_51ljcEAdV25pNUbSqEP2LJUYYitznTpJVaHnPKapnOffDYyXCcI9KU7Fe5j6jTK00WMZsuubzU68HL0oxcSkl-KLy5MRex-nf5nMux43bcDio884FQsHKDZz-B0GSKaFXh3ZU/s320/P1010002.JPG" border="0" /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div>As I mentioned yesterday, we did not have to sleep in our hard beds very long, for we had to get up at 3 am to catch our tour bus to the top of Ali Shan so we could take pictures of the sunrise. Here are some of those pictures:</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>E/S MILLERhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14928007536257371169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773382508964787387.post-56246633225110428542008-07-29T05:13:00.000-07:002008-07-29T06:13:34.989-07:00Trip with Brother Lin Mon & Tues July 14th & 15th<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwIxPkN0uU-b39YbKZ1Ygm4yT3MB00nKG7GueS6O3e9l9zhfgJ4wvLBpVkt_SHNs9BBP4vJVKZWfi2V-CJUj_dycvDNB41gb6wqbPS3k6tS4CEv6BGmZCJCg_BXyuW4Y_C6DiJ8i45O4I/s1600-h/P1000978.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwIxPkN0uU-b39YbKZ1Ygm4yT3MB00nKG7GueS6O3e9l9zhfgJ4wvLBpVkt_SHNs9BBP4vJVKZWfi2V-CJUj_dycvDNB41gb6wqbPS3k6tS4CEv6BGmZCJCg_BXyuW4Y_C6DiJ8i45O4I/s320/P1000978.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228421531265090242" border="0" />I could not take a picture of the hotel where we stayed because it was inside a restaurant and didn't have an outside entrance. (I guess I could have, but what we had to walk through to get there was not very pretty.) So this was on the outside of the area around the restaurant.</a> Our rooms were sort of like log cabins, with beds with no mattresses and only a pad of about an inch or two between us and the board! It worked fine for the short time we had to sleep!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQZMlpnJxhyphenhyphenov1W730UacUe_vZBnEai4uXVP_BPIPKvDm-b8RbYIGwt4PZuw7BG8DFmQVhpMPbklC49ULnI0bVsBRGRJIZCIHDNd3NaT_6jKs2fXFHLLIERyzuRVmA8NtWuOi9QyJJzQI/s1600-h/P1000972.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQZMlpnJxhyphenhyphenov1W730UacUe_vZBnEai4uXVP_BPIPKvDm-b8RbYIGwt4PZuw7BG8DFmQVhpMPbklC49ULnI0bVsBRGRJIZCIHDNd3NaT_6jKs2fXFHLLIERyzuRVmA8NtWuOi9QyJJzQI/s320/P1000972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228419940266374978" border="0" />In front of the Railroad Station at Ali Shan. We did not take the train for our tour up the mountain to get pictures of the sunrise because we were told by friends that many times you cannot see it because of the clouds. So we joined a bus tour that took us up above the clouds - where the train could not take us.</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcg5p_2ZTF0bWiERcsQN2wlzrLJESMvKQOO-sPbulwktUsY1QoR1rdOeM1p_dCAl51uUE6WyN0ZtZvY4S70t9N3udPscelWr08QXXAeqCs6KPLxE0DbLuyJnYYJebNTO7zPiKeInrZIL0/s1600-h/P1000969.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcg5p_2ZTF0bWiERcsQN2wlzrLJESMvKQOO-sPbulwktUsY1QoR1rdOeM1p_dCAl51uUE6WyN0ZtZvY4S70t9N3udPscelWr08QXXAeqCs6KPLxE0DbLuyJnYYJebNTO7zPiKeInrZIL0/s320/P1000969.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228418453440986738" border="0" />There was a mural of small tiles - millions of them, that told the story of what one could see at Ali Shan. It was on two sides of a tile street and must have been one hundred feet long on one side and fifty feet on the other. </a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivjuZkerYv9wC_GvY7sh75w5a57wetnJY-r8w_M547wnh8eS7EjENi8IaqThc05rfZubq50AT8rYsROy9CZtGQGqyLqemyVno-L2hM6oHW6ejM1WB2u2NmR3kyBBU2Ruys6fnaRCRN8-Q/s1600-h/P1000955.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivjuZkerYv9wC_GvY7sh75w5a57wetnJY-r8w_M547wnh8eS7EjENi8IaqThc05rfZubq50AT8rYsROy9CZtGQGqyLqemyVno-L2hM6oHW6ejM1WB2u2NmR3kyBBU2Ruys6fnaRCRN8-Q/s320/P1000955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228417127589124514" border="0" />Here's an ornate pagoda that must have taken a long time to make because of the fine sculpturing on it. It was just there in the middle of the forest!</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit9gfUVPRW4gnCT3bXY8VrqE6w7edVAcE5uJpGEo_mGjx1HLujHVqYegtK-_ujFefkrCwSkYHcvRf0exTPdWu0BfRYxiy-a-Hst5o3ttQvlYNpFZW74_KQSrZx0Ox89bwtnyivTwUEpME/s1600-h/P1000955.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit9gfUVPRW4gnCT3bXY8VrqE6w7edVAcE5uJpGEo_mGjx1HLujHVqYegtK-_ujFefkrCwSkYHcvRf0exTPdWu0BfRYxiy-a-Hst5o3ttQvlYNpFZW74_KQSrZx0Ox89bwtnyivTwUEpME/s320/P1000955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228416344230528498" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ46JbSo2eaNdfXlC0SpEEtvJWHdhVcKevzpW_mTA3RchO9ax7i2Z3dFOaEy4bwYGZ1BzV-08oN1fynK0vqm-lr89ARrbKvSQhI6qJ_OYjyQwrFSbV8UU4lnHJMnu8A3sMMYCJkLfTfAk/s1600-h/P1000949.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ46JbSo2eaNdfXlC0SpEEtvJWHdhVcKevzpW_mTA3RchO9ax7i2Z3dFOaEy4bwYGZ1BzV-08oN1fynK0vqm-lr89ARrbKvSQhI6qJ_OYjyQwrFSbV8UU4lnHJMnu8A3sMMYCJkLfTfAk/s320/P1000949.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228415499029000274" border="0" />I had to show the sign because of the wording of the "Golden Pig" story. I love the way the Chinese express themselves in English! They are trying to talk exactly like us, but I hope they don't change the many signs we see that are so charmingly and sometimes humorously put. </a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidfho3poe3IAnOd0NCK5-NYbyXLBQGWazL0zNKNwP0XXRUQ2RP7E-Wz_0jdiwrXUJjpJg7t-fYap3W8H8_AdBJTI7upQbNdbVOQg7vym0Yc0LYKTAilvY-bjcJONsW9pAVGiCGOGZwLRI/s1600-h/P1000948.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidfho3poe3IAnOd0NCK5-NYbyXLBQGWazL0zNKNwP0XXRUQ2RP7E-Wz_0jdiwrXUJjpJg7t-fYap3W8H8_AdBJTI7upQbNdbVOQg7vym0Yc0LYKTAilvY-bjcJONsW9pAVGiCGOGZwLRI/s320/P1000948.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228414976529373714" border="0" />For some reason they called this the "Golden Pig" It looks more green to me, but definitely a pig! </a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj91COXzQKZrVQCT_cRyl9D3iwj0FUDZV48SThtoNk0K3J1ggExEhaQtQynBkQsOHzzUCTCTvJWddFEVxTcEcJe_Zgd4eBBN535foCKw06hxEGBrGpZm4NWnkglCpr7f7E1TMkMzwWn3Gc/s1600-h/P1000947.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj91COXzQKZrVQCT_cRyl9D3iwj0FUDZV48SThtoNk0K3J1ggExEhaQtQynBkQsOHzzUCTCTvJWddFEVxTcEcJe_Zgd4eBBN535foCKw06hxEGBrGpZm4NWnkglCpr7f7E1TMkMzwWn3Gc/s320/P1000947.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228414216315342146" border="0" />Having one of those "little rests" with the Seows. I don't believe we have walked and hiked that much in years! But don't we look happy! It was really fun! </a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0obXZkGQ1NWgSwZMAgwm7Blr3bPaPb7Dqm5NCg9B79wFqZiH8xFBomcChsnc7jV4XjxF29wkszmSOD5KrCCXCSGAXixjL67-CkLqiFh2yewiFQgPaSqrqSCC4mQTc_n7ForTP9Pb4luo/s1600-h/P1000944.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0obXZkGQ1NWgSwZMAgwm7Blr3bPaPb7Dqm5NCg9B79wFqZiH8xFBomcChsnc7jV4XjxF29wkszmSOD5KrCCXCSGAXixjL67-CkLqiFh2yewiFQgPaSqrqSCC4mQTc_n7ForTP9Pb4luo/s320/P1000944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228413573201190290" border="0" />So here are the "Four Sisters". They sprouted on top of the massive tree that had been cut down! You can get a feel for how big they were by looking at their size as compared with Sister Seow.</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc0vrn81FwWvwn5Vb0KACbgww6J938T04ENwqlw9WAgr_k0fnW0qN81vVDUW-Gx5zwd26J-4nlTnBMfBOotBx106n42Wf5rkzYrp_O03fjgXH58BwqNie2KWLdkgsU1a5dGjgOzGXMxjQ/s1600-h/P1000942.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc0vrn81FwWvwn5Vb0KACbgww6J938T04ENwqlw9WAgr_k0fnW0qN81vVDUW-Gx5zwd26J-4nlTnBMfBOotBx106n42Wf5rkzYrp_O03fjgXH58BwqNie2KWLdkgsU1a5dGjgOzGXMxjQ/s320/P1000942.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228413174540280786" border="0" />These three trees together were called, "The Three Brothers"</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWSVwT8LzLMFsNnZwmK3RfqZmHnatq3OhG2aL5x8si0-ugYNU_7wL3J5_d1OcgBrEf733wr4yD9cLGDaPYR3TCT9W87oFkuiwGA8bKbglXruZjiMl3SEpJ5EXwb3jzTmYCaO_DD2JcS-A/s1600-h/P1000932.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWSVwT8LzLMFsNnZwmK3RfqZmHnatq3OhG2aL5x8si0-ugYNU_7wL3J5_d1OcgBrEf733wr4yD9cLGDaPYR3TCT9W87oFkuiwGA8bKbglXruZjiMl3SEpJ5EXwb3jzTmYCaO_DD2JcS-A/s320/P1000932.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228412128388730226" border="0" />Dad and I relaxing for a moment as we hiked around the Ali Shan area by our hotel. This was unbelievably lush and beautiful. In the background is a thatched roofed pavilion we walked out to and sat and watched the fish in the water and a little bird flying all around the water.</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiadceFEZxWCmak4g2MJQOqJFXuC3-dHaREgPYJsh5v0Vm9rZ8k0v-RalUS7KxmYzaqdE_kyo5hx4r62MyHt5LV_PlCXKHrpNp9u7e-2pxG0UXcaazHvgsR7gvRuBsreh9rJaTp0KzuMVs/s1600-h/P1000924.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiadceFEZxWCmak4g2MJQOqJFXuC3-dHaREgPYJsh5v0Vm9rZ8k0v-RalUS7KxmYzaqdE_kyo5hx4r62MyHt5LV_PlCXKHrpNp9u7e-2pxG0UXcaazHvgsR7gvRuBsreh9rJaTp0KzuMVs/s320/P1000924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228411289316785026" border="0" />Dad and I playing with the Aborigini maniquins at a place we stopped on the way to Ali Shan</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPYq3LmrZTAtV6ii3y9V21_U_DG0NcdOqyPlTCX6tclOwqqz57j9j-iGxE_O7fzIF2JmyQUx_8iPdbwxpOk8QYT5cQ19NkfmIr0lkdZyTnVtzf_BenL_h3qtSO16sNq5onjeAM3_7q_lg/s1600-h/P1000904.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPYq3LmrZTAtV6ii3y9V21_U_DG0NcdOqyPlTCX6tclOwqqz57j9j-iGxE_O7fzIF2JmyQUx_8iPdbwxpOk8QYT5cQ19NkfmIr0lkdZyTnVtzf_BenL_h3qtSO16sNq5onjeAM3_7q_lg/s320/P1000904.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228410248160420482" border="0" />We saw so many orchards and tea plantations on the way to Ali Shan. They were beautiful themselves. Here we are with our dear friends, the Seows - the new temple couple from Singapore! If it hadn't been for their translating for us, we could not have understood a word that Brother Lin said!</a><br />Sweet Brother Lin works in the Temple with us and is a Sealer there and also a Stake Patriarch! He wanted us to see the beautiful mountain called Ali Shan and take pictures of the sunrise from the top! He is quite a photographer himself!E/S MILLERhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14928007536257371169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773382508964787387.post-68763576187915742012008-07-27T06:12:00.000-07:002008-07-27T06:44:24.404-07:00/Trip with Chinese WArd - day 3 July 12, 2008<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxv2QpisXzu2txkNylb2Fcm7Gc5BgCFGF60FQVBYf12d0nA9WUgMYtXnBhTk7nCRD_Jgy8Q8MhVALIZJFX68TarK9yCYuOWWbh7_mDpH7gsDBWkOm-AqbHkODd27yJGNh-CqaMo_zPCsU/s1600-h/P1000866.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxv2QpisXzu2txkNylb2Fcm7Gc5BgCFGF60FQVBYf12d0nA9WUgMYtXnBhTk7nCRD_Jgy8Q8MhVALIZJFX68TarK9yCYuOWWbh7_mDpH7gsDBWkOm-AqbHkODd27yJGNh-CqaMo_zPCsU/s320/P1000866.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227685206306630802" border="0" />We then drove to more of the marble canyons and hiked down to the clear, blue water below. Everyone took off their shoes and socks and enjoyed playing in the coolness of it. We had planned to hike up to a valley called Secret VAlley, but it was so hot and this water so much fun to play in, that we spent our time here and did not continue up to the Secret VAlley. No one complained about cooling off instead of hiking more!</a> All were so happy to be able to do and see all that we did together. What a great group of people. We enjoyed them and the entire trip immensely. When we finished playing in the pool, we climbed on the buses and headed home, stopping one last time for dinner at a steak house. Can you believe all this cost Dad and I $100 each for EVERYTHING! THe best part, though, was being with these dear CHinese brothers and sisters!!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMfLRRTWOyz8mAE6L7IAkinIVRaZFLH3gVlkAixS5AoVA_-oYpXQMYaQC0ie9kFgAv2ZxLXf51KqzS-BNga6VZjUJePefezWyHfjQnCm2FKSQ3jXi3N_cfANtn2nI7EJZuzsLNC6Ic8-4/s1600-h/P1000859.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMfLRRTWOyz8mAE6L7IAkinIVRaZFLH3gVlkAixS5AoVA_-oYpXQMYaQC0ie9kFgAv2ZxLXf51KqzS-BNga6VZjUJePefezWyHfjQnCm2FKSQ3jXi3N_cfANtn2nI7EJZuzsLNC6Ic8-4/s320/P1000859.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227684444271585394" border="0" />This is brother and sister Tan, washing their hands at the entrance of the small Buddhist temple. There were a lot of other people there so we didn't get any more good pictures.</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIH9LubG_PNqzn2LsqSAMihqifNO578QB1sEv47cKsgIBqxatbhuC32C9NGutpcSFKPpGdUUeXKCFKa74JWWkDM6q3lZzJyq0kWtglzAuB1X5PbseGne9pB76CV4cb3TqaW-WePnz1ddk/s1600-h/P1000858.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIH9LubG_PNqzn2LsqSAMihqifNO578QB1sEv47cKsgIBqxatbhuC32C9NGutpcSFKPpGdUUeXKCFKa74JWWkDM6q3lZzJyq0kWtglzAuB1X5PbseGne9pB76CV4cb3TqaW-WePnz1ddk/s320/P1000858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227683837621207298" border="0" />We next stopped to visit a Buddhist temple and found this antique truck while walking on the way. BRother TAn hopped inside and we got a good picture - don't you think?</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirEG78FRTvVjk2xQKUykF-nyR1ZhEYYxVOg1v5cqxh3-pFCQxOLMuCVPx43HquMMgF0uUjhsX8gCUnhDhLkJTqN0LQkSIrjnSX5X0-a4VhL4DVJ-K3Zu_uKw3cmWTnFLW4d0CFC6tSxag/s1600-h/P1000849.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirEG78FRTvVjk2xQKUykF-nyR1ZhEYYxVOg1v5cqxh3-pFCQxOLMuCVPx43HquMMgF0uUjhsX8gCUnhDhLkJTqN0LQkSIrjnSX5X0-a4VhL4DVJ-K3Zu_uKw3cmWTnFLW4d0CFC6tSxag/s320/P1000849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227683029242315538" border="0" />Our BIshop and his family in their paddle boat, after he had driven his kids around the lake on his portable bicycle. It folds up so little and is so easy to take places! I took a picture of it, but am not sure I can find it again.</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeufOgmM5vFsDAN5j6_NoDVgosY2gqgA2c5iDPziduEuj1Tbf2XDwUMM8oQOsPbwzSMs2nzHjdgF6z2K0I3ZaoMOKlQzcMT3_xR4uTskBEwsLi2JM5K78IphEbAjoCXHjIF8qL5C3ghlY/s1600-h/P1000845.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeufOgmM5vFsDAN5j6_NoDVgosY2gqgA2c5iDPziduEuj1Tbf2XDwUMM8oQOsPbwzSMs2nzHjdgF6z2K0I3ZaoMOKlQzcMT3_xR4uTskBEwsLi2JM5K78IphEbAjoCXHjIF8qL5C3ghlY/s320/P1000845.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227682284331913874" border="0" />This morning after our devotional and exercise, we headed back to Li Yu Lake for paddle boating and motorboating. Our group chose the motorboating. Here is our boat driver!! Isn't she cute?</a><br />I'm so sorry this blog is backwards, but I don't know how to make it frontwards, so please bear with it and just read it from the bottom up. Here goes again:E/S MILLERhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14928007536257371169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773382508964787387.post-16370890247245814502008-07-23T05:55:00.000-07:002008-07-23T06:45:25.045-07:00Trip with CHinese Ward 2nd day - Friday July 11 "08<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUa6pWVUWYRuNJo6C3QmoLDPb9EwYTuIx7rBGR3elRRXSwLACca8NOjVJ3QRUdFn9K0dh2QFv40F0IkCh9qHhGCnNVI3nl2CQdzHFbZMDl0BTZrOOCPe3CxRZ6PSqMcr5HBXOXP7UtVLg/s1600-h/P1000797.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUa6pWVUWYRuNJo6C3QmoLDPb9EwYTuIx7rBGR3elRRXSwLACca8NOjVJ3QRUdFn9K0dh2QFv40F0IkCh9qHhGCnNVI3nl2CQdzHFbZMDl0BTZrOOCPe3CxRZ6PSqMcr5HBXOXP7UtVLg/s320/P1000797.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226203266554459362" border="0" />That evening we drove down the mountain to a place called Li Yu Lake and saw a "water dance" light show. It was beautiful! Then on to our hotel and bath and bed! We were ready by then! </a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRItmh-inl8E-JHv9LFY8W-TVw0qiTWYj1_povBfn9iKR2UDXna4fR2fydHrGiduEwH4bhM_P9pxiLUpID2QxiBwqvOu8JlCK9ghOY4igVm9ghzVNMqyZP8Ly6al9XqLOlH-wSoy_K964/s1600-h/P1000792.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRItmh-inl8E-JHv9LFY8W-TVw0qiTWYj1_povBfn9iKR2UDXna4fR2fydHrGiduEwH4bhM_P9pxiLUpID2QxiBwqvOu8JlCK9ghOY4igVm9ghzVNMqyZP8Ly6al9XqLOlH-wSoy_K964/s320/P1000792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226202584760408626" border="0" />Two of our "teen" friends wanted to have their picture taken with us at the snail pond. They were so sweet and made us feel so much a part of their Ward!</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOFEdIOI64BirxuheWkId85rLr-zMF0qkV-taBGavyPMasr-zyUEnY0HuraCHeFYtFOZ37OfsJ3ODYZvDs-pG6Qavj57nIzV5qEntNdyjN8lFynnzMzSESYaulC9HBtKG6KILg4QSouTs/s1600-h/P1000790.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOFEdIOI64BirxuheWkId85rLr-zMF0qkV-taBGavyPMasr-zyUEnY0HuraCHeFYtFOZ37OfsJ3ODYZvDs-pG6Qavj57nIzV5qEntNdyjN8lFynnzMzSESYaulC9HBtKG6KILg4QSouTs/s320/P1000790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226201280402629282" border="0" />I believe the next stop was for the "children". It was at a resort where you caught your own snails and then you could have them cooked for your dinner. Dad and I decided to fore-go this activity and just had fun watching the kids as they "fished" for snails </a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjjODcx9xEvqj-mf_zzN1KzcJNXyBQ94sUdJWMJ_9jz_si-dkgXpzD7tH56F6riFWaSp7Bf-VuhS9oeiNFacXgo10HvfCJm-7ngZ8nK-c9qqAoTWV4_TlGX4YJWruZWxEDjTPLdiEnHEs/s1600-h/P1000776.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjjODcx9xEvqj-mf_zzN1KzcJNXyBQ94sUdJWMJ_9jz_si-dkgXpzD7tH56F6riFWaSp7Bf-VuhS9oeiNFacXgo10HvfCJm-7ngZ8nK-c9qqAoTWV4_TlGX4YJWruZWxEDjTPLdiEnHEs/s320/P1000776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226200972665385154" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVRw7eYaaS0cRl9rkzTDLlSStlADKcHzKg-BHcUpGt3066xS-GFqNPmC4wFHZ9NQq9YOXCcaafOoCqBkjfyXG2yILts43TnDR3yZrfH_5NRxDaExMbL6dNBglsb7JDi1NlKTN3QjZkd4U/s1600-h/P1000769.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVRw7eYaaS0cRl9rkzTDLlSStlADKcHzKg-BHcUpGt3066xS-GFqNPmC4wFHZ9NQq9YOXCcaafOoCqBkjfyXG2yILts43TnDR3yZrfH_5NRxDaExMbL6dNBglsb7JDi1NlKTN3QjZkd4U/s320/P1000769.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226199022557834210" border="0" />Taiwan's newest and best University was where we held a fireside, played games and toured the campus. This is one of the interesting signs put on the lake. (We love the way they express themselves! They are trying to change to better English, but I hope they don't, because the way they express things is really quite charming!) </a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitVYpPzOiFHsIDyuxT2qIk_530Zif4wnHolub11VMxUkev9rgPlj1m0cLm-iFdQjYcF8ebPy_bPCDucS2Y5umMdC8umzYc4d9437HgPXyAzTrVQfsAQv8nceg7_6i8ZHMWjg6DTi9LeUk/s1600-h/P1000758.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitVYpPzOiFHsIDyuxT2qIk_530Zif4wnHolub11VMxUkev9rgPlj1m0cLm-iFdQjYcF8ebPy_bPCDucS2Y5umMdC8umzYc4d9437HgPXyAzTrVQfsAQv8nceg7_6i8ZHMWjg6DTi9LeUk/s320/P1000758.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226197957769864546" border="0" />An old logging camp was our next stop. This is an ancient fire engine that was used in the forest whenever they had a fire.</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij-tiZ1zlkctdN4wv1Lz4IxwEVixfCNdhZlbWyJIQyWWmix7sHgygSafcO1KxXW-tG_Thz4ZYPo5AhSSQ39GcBwxKzmOH700Hk1DQaxCqKD6CWqWqCjYEqR7uIs0_Ekk0KEYgRBD572EI/s1600-h/P1000752.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij-tiZ1zlkctdN4wv1Lz4IxwEVixfCNdhZlbWyJIQyWWmix7sHgygSafcO1KxXW-tG_Thz4ZYPo5AhSSQ39GcBwxKzmOH700Hk1DQaxCqKD6CWqWqCjYEqR7uIs0_Ekk0KEYgRBD572EI/s320/P1000752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226196827226151698" border="0" />As we walked around the little shops, we all of a sudden came to about a dozen beehives, loaded with bees flying here and there along the sidewalk. I can't believe someone didn't get stung as we passed by!</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbiI_y8nVxZ3-n9DUWD6czy5l6oLrd3omf2mfsA4LTe71nFxvhtwsCvPnZ3k0pp91ePp9QfQuL8yPaAZfx5kaWiOrq1TKLTx0ZDdQd2Kx2n0qrOhKcnxNCwOU414O5EWqrRVkhJuc3h5o/s1600-h/P1000746.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbiI_y8nVxZ3-n9DUWD6czy5l6oLrd3omf2mfsA4LTe71nFxvhtwsCvPnZ3k0pp91ePp9QfQuL8yPaAZfx5kaWiOrq1TKLTx0ZDdQd2Kx2n0qrOhKcnxNCwOU414O5EWqrRVkhJuc3h5o/s320/P1000746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226194827113164434" border="0" />Our next stop was where an old sugar factory used to be. It has now turned into a tourist attraction and we were lucky to get this picture of the oxen pulling his cartload of tourists!</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW5xDKP7fKHiXjpbAjCMBzT7HyaOyHMdCm2d2RYdv8DDzH11FRCvBrkghlpSWmsN1qK6erj0EEnrw1o9Yv1HKUhKn-VbqskhRCiOcCitUewqDxFUPl4O3eVpTwbLUxIKifFXU8WRdw0D4/s1600-h/P1000744.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW5xDKP7fKHiXjpbAjCMBzT7HyaOyHMdCm2d2RYdv8DDzH11FRCvBrkghlpSWmsN1qK6erj0EEnrw1o9Yv1HKUhKn-VbqskhRCiOcCitUewqDxFUPl4O3eVpTwbLUxIKifFXU8WRdw0D4/s320/P1000744.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226194395229282626" border="0" /></a><br />Day #2 of our Hualien trip with the Ward was very interesting. Everyone got a "wake up" call from the hotel at 6 am, so they could make it to the morning devotional by 6:30 at a park close to the hotel. There we had Ward prayer, sang hymns and did aerobic exercising together. It was not easy! Then, back to the hotel for breakfast before heading off on the bus for the "wetlands". This was the only part of the trip that wasn't that exciting. However, there were some pretty lili pads!E/S MILLERhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14928007536257371169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773382508964787387.post-69001655207411858542008-07-22T06:03:00.000-07:002008-07-22T07:21:24.116-07:00Trip to Hualien with Chinese Ward July 10-12 2008<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP1hXP49gtuYO33WfY0J875cBZuQJXtAnUrnNElEaLFwXWr1VuabcUVpaRi9xuSOMW8d7TzMuD4lvkBzPNE_bJJR2ha1VkHX3MqefniQ_hoRyESCosAj1Wx8LrJp3UH9KsAzVteVTaz3c/s1600-h/P1000732.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP1hXP49gtuYO33WfY0J875cBZuQJXtAnUrnNElEaLFwXWr1VuabcUVpaRi9xuSOMW8d7TzMuD4lvkBzPNE_bJJR2ha1VkHX3MqefniQ_hoRyESCosAj1Wx8LrJp3UH9KsAzVteVTaz3c/s320/P1000732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225842864695118562" border="0" />These dancers were really talented! They entertained us royally! And it was all FREE! </a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrLkTNhBXYOb-g3orMoPfmIdQff_1waJt3TE08-lzQZd7C9WY0E7LTOAzhDgMr783aCBCUdiR4yVQMl7xLrBJ-2exnjFA-NxK8JL2-YfR8AahkDu0I8NnhKn0_8vtpMfoUhRs9Gt3lD4I/s1600-h/P1000728.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrLkTNhBXYOb-g3orMoPfmIdQff_1waJt3TE08-lzQZd7C9WY0E7LTOAzhDgMr783aCBCUdiR4yVQMl7xLrBJ-2exnjFA-NxK8JL2-YfR8AahkDu0I8NnhKn0_8vtpMfoUhRs9Gt3lD4I/s320/P1000728.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225841246322856578" border="0" />After going to our hotel, the Seows and the Tans and us went to a Cultural show that evening. Here is brother and sister Tan. He just learned how a new husband carries his wife into their home after they are married. Sister Tan does the laundry for the temple. What a job - especially on Saturday when we have so many baptism clothes to wash and dry and re-use the same day! </a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB2opQWh8ruaFVWpIat4M5Qh0Ii9O-5S3e-SPJM7x-EOipixBRqv3Au18Fr2tDqodEu52uo9rmbH65G9I7zbcxvGdCcRTI-rmkbJhi97IoDoBXD9rJGQ2aSQkmyXX31iPfscwgN3bXaCI/s1600-h/P1000700.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB2opQWh8ruaFVWpIat4M5Qh0Ii9O-5S3e-SPJM7x-EOipixBRqv3Au18Fr2tDqodEu52uo9rmbH65G9I7zbcxvGdCcRTI-rmkbJhi97IoDoBXD9rJGQ2aSQkmyXX31iPfscwgN3bXaCI/s320/P1000700.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225840520843172610" border="0" />Can you tell that these gigantic cliffs and rocks are marble? They are quite a sight - especially with the blue or emerald ponds below.</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOyEILf6t49pwd0bSrSenIs4fV5f_un5EI7KFXRTvTMHfCQ0N-jGQozpl4K3ldRJQHkhOJley7p675IzSdUmGJSB5rbdjI2JskUlRI69UBAuNOLEdTw5boLjI6REKNy4NF1SKxQvSmndg/s1600-h/P1000698.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOyEILf6t49pwd0bSrSenIs4fV5f_un5EI7KFXRTvTMHfCQ0N-jGQozpl4K3ldRJQHkhOJley7p675IzSdUmGJSB5rbdjI2JskUlRI69UBAuNOLEdTw5boLjI6REKNy4NF1SKxQvSmndg/s320/P1000698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225839580332579906" border="0" />The overhang of the cliffs can be dangerous if the rocks come loose. Every once in a while, we saw where a pile of rocks had tumbled down the mountain on the pathway!</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDKr2YPK0OOO97uR_81J-YhXtaXEcMRY2E8A9z65HgGaY80JOf-yhq7ZB-vo5GYuqwu5ISg8Kh1BgWwGeuqGZsXc74jxOwihxcZjN7hPSU_PBaWN39okC_EbwzP6KL36C1uv31J2udeCw/s1600-h/P1000695.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDKr2YPK0OOO97uR_81J-YhXtaXEcMRY2E8A9z65HgGaY80JOf-yhq7ZB-vo5GYuqwu5ISg8Kh1BgWwGeuqGZsXc74jxOwihxcZjN7hPSU_PBaWN39okC_EbwzP6KL36C1uv31J2udeCw/s320/P1000695.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225839275493908242" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFTcJ8lyBODiZ9Ek_6yTClph_VRUFBYNYHWlsXPxRs8vVTCM4sWOUNyJsV8ge7QAavT5HvbX82HBegzz_LudChfJ4eUgKa7V9_Yif3FjgTN6XFqTvvpQWgqiVnuoQRfI3SevfBPsW8_IU/s1600-h/P1000684.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFTcJ8lyBODiZ9Ek_6yTClph_VRUFBYNYHWlsXPxRs8vVTCM4sWOUNyJsV8ge7QAavT5HvbX82HBegzz_LudChfJ4eUgKa7V9_Yif3FjgTN6XFqTvvpQWgqiVnuoQRfI3SevfBPsW8_IU/s320/P1000684.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225838039864018994" border="0" />On up the Gorge was 9 hole caves. You can see some of them in the background. This is Sister Seow, our other Temple missionary, and myself.</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCbjNpsQIA8eqKvNgXOzwV749q4Ricqn_xAJ39bjOi4uDfWbwJpL7NNSLSY9XcAgK6Ahe7YzLNf7rCE2yPS5sOiTS0aMaVyfByhyX2sOC-MmBkBGP0ZHRPS7CyPnjUzCm_9hl8urRO2so/s1600-h/P1000634.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCbjNpsQIA8eqKvNgXOzwV749q4Ricqn_xAJ39bjOi4uDfWbwJpL7NNSLSY9XcAgK6Ahe7YzLNf7rCE2yPS5sOiTS0aMaVyfByhyX2sOC-MmBkBGP0ZHRPS7CyPnjUzCm_9hl8urRO2so/s320/P1000634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225836568380407154" border="0" />I cannot begin to pronounce the name of our good friend who helped interpret for us so we would know what was going on and where to be at what time. This little girl was adopted just 2 months ago by them.</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ_OzUpKRi3Zc7iHJ57pQ1QoG0hS_epIhsGQCQnpOOTdy3z4vaTXVWKYanKjj-LWcySZASWCZpRIoLZ4d_hzCxgeKt1WRyDzjmruFb7DnkwDlLmKiuqTgTXs5N6jTm29zj8HqXYZuhpV0/s1600-h/P1000633.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ_OzUpKRi3Zc7iHJ57pQ1QoG0hS_epIhsGQCQnpOOTdy3z4vaTXVWKYanKjj-LWcySZASWCZpRIoLZ4d_hzCxgeKt1WRyDzjmruFb7DnkwDlLmKiuqTgTXs5N6jTm29zj8HqXYZuhpV0/s320/P1000633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225834336428963170" border="0" />Further up the canyon we stopped and hiked the Bai Ying Trail to the "water stream cave"!. Raingear was necessary as we walked into the cave. Streams of water were falling everywhere. Lots of people took their umbrellas, but the rest of us donned ponchos, took off our shoes and had a "cooling" walk . This is Sister Wang, our dear friend who works with us in the temple. Can you believe she is 82 years old and not only could she keep up with us all -- she usually was AHEAD of us all!</a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSJn7Gd7wzQF0EBPp_OJaGt2m7bBsIqeDYXzdiLeFgo1W9v1-T2rNl-T5bnizx-rp3wISUclcxVjshWNK7FJQx_XoG-HwEoGrnH4IacM6xtPg5DX1L0GUNqHV7D4kLu7Re6-oeTBZw-s8/s1600-h/P1000550.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSJn7Gd7wzQF0EBPp_OJaGt2m7bBsIqeDYXzdiLeFgo1W9v1-T2rNl-T5bnizx-rp3wISUclcxVjshWNK7FJQx_XoG-HwEoGrnH4IacM6xtPg5DX1L0GUNqHV7D4kLu7Re6-oeTBZw-s8/s320/P1000550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225830766378055746" border="0" />Our next stop was a hike, taking us up the Taroko marble gorge to Swallow caves. Below was the bluest pond of water I have ever seen.</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBTh1z7W85OigmnAEy-Dh946W9oo1HG6j1QbH9u-YBXaK5EqHpP92oi2OsGZjlWNC938aCL1to8Ky9DyNFhkD_pFEhjYKu-tYq5-lN1bzsObK28mhqWiSRg_b8u5gMcMEXaUjwUge68qc/s1600-h/P1000525.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBTh1z7W85OigmnAEy-Dh946W9oo1HG6j1QbH9u-YBXaK5EqHpP92oi2OsGZjlWNC938aCL1to8Ky9DyNFhkD_pFEhjYKu-tYq5-lN1bzsObK28mhqWiSRg_b8u5gMcMEXaUjwUge68qc/s320/P1000525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225829492784026242" border="0" /></a><br />Thursday, July 10th we rode the MRT to meet the Ward at their church house. There we caught one of the two buses that were rented to take us around for 3 days. The first place we stopped was at an Aborigini Village and saw how they wove the beautiful material for their handbags, shawls, and clothing.E/S MILLERhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14928007536257371169noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773382508964787387.post-52965548775153850032008-07-19T05:37:00.000-07:002008-07-19T20:39:52.388-07:00Vacation time!!Dear blog, We have had a marvelous vacation seeing more of the beautiful island of Taiwan and its culture and people. Many miraculous things have happened, for which we are most grateful to Father. In writing about them I'll organize the events into days beginning with Tuesday, July 8th, 2008.<br /><br />The first leg of our trip was given by Brother Lu, who comes every Friday and does sealings and temple work. After picking us up at the Tao Yuan train station, he took us high in the mountains to a beautiful dam and reservoir, which provided power for the city below. This is our other temple couple, the Seows, of Singaport, who enjoyed all the trips with us and made it possible for us to understand what was being said and going on. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224705805405045186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPlX3EhgkcSDzvQ9jjnXN3UCCUh61oAhZwJl1HQwVfcvfQkNI8ugjbJfQySVz4nL3PiRMQcN5y5gEeJMrfJbsPmh0cL-JMVPLlZddVqXXD_TmjkePqwpm5YvsFtIenWhADJRjJux1jZiU/s320/P1000260.JPG" border="0" />Another view of this beautiful reservoir called Tsmun Reservoir. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224707786424409650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZJEodKOwteORFYQhsntBCt-aJwsroiplY5w83m-doz3a-gm-bP9h-GQ7Y6fccyrJrw_rdXtrVjFPErUp5FoZ40s-Qc4tsq2PRY9PWRFK_MlBbqxe9U-eyek98loO4B-hw2dwloNBHpsQ/s320/P1000262.JPG" border="0" />Next we headed for one of Chaing Kai Shek's residences and his tomb and memorial gardens. His body lies in this tomb. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224712534493644146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBALNpOUSFQamPfsv5JHvKJIfAPNP08GrSB7BtrvWDLgBlpgbC4arynj5qTaiov1ta4DNAQ9xn6B6GIwBcs0sk83k7UPIsZ3qBeqLf4GQaqTEBORQyYixJ1-2ib5kezevT7FLOUcvWEPQ/s320/P1000274.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224713967560181970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8ySG6GFwAnNXYpnsMacl0GCIK7a96NdhsJTp3eWpXQo9Iz6-e4dTqSZwRhdi67TJPF86F01hMelxNp9q8_jBgh0gZs-AITOY5RgSOzw-sfEOyi0v8ZHr6KoAIBooZeeUmQYaC5jqrvpE/s320/P1000275.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224714682790802194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNaVZabCIjcgKQzgQ6PLBTlYClTGbL8tZ1Urn4tREp-B03VP4bCRnfq68J6qhU-GS0aCw4TR99YAoTS2PzY1cplK4EBFJm-rUOwjB5bF1b75NQZgAg9G2uOistPfGW-7GVXMfDR-bGeN8/s320/P1000290.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224715119489977570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfqpI7W1EFXhBvGuGyO-5-M-cR_9Y4JaWcbBf8gSBQogkjg7hgfbVxp_hx0nXWcRZ7pd0S4bmZkQUzaGgqSCnjM_6SjMniwtKJWTPbCzRai8lW47dLUUP98A8h14BIqhS-YyFZjSdoQRU/s320/P1000294.JPG" border="0" />Now we head to the Lalashan National forest in the very tops of the mountains. What a gorgeous place! <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224715575563338434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCQ8z7oPgBBWanFIMBz5eG34rST8wCevM24ZFSOpLoftTOc0wqrDZwvYVXqmkDPw1o-u87GNiIErIxJYZBMIglK_6YRy9jvg9FUWkX6tZYvghEFRp6fmFvnsKNbKPUPSQMTh-FNl84-DU/s320/P1000304.JPG" border="0" />Can you believe, this tree is 2800 years old! <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224716818872509490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB1W_Nvf1Cys8phSKHm4bBhMxArSsvYfwrOiOOSqqsZ14AvpooebEVrPFT76Wi4MAsgPEPhN63OwX7_b2PsWlaIRel6SqIGOofmKzD32SqBLiRXC5ETG992vzVPUmCy9L1oBfISkuQyps/s320/P1000320.JPG" border="0" />Making designs in a Japanese Sand Garden in Lalashan. This garden was supposed to depict the sea and islands in it! <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224717554320301474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLXaYkbnrnXDfspNfGvkmxkFLIG5G709OXCSYVMJyjjG1z4YGKzd32Gswn0Nvroh7O37Ie4HNDdSWwfya7Z8UX7bUDQZC4ZyjVf2DgldDDzo-qzyPvrfaEdGEpHbkTJCdyoMFX1eYvH7s/s320/P1000355.JPG" border="0" />We lost our picture of our hotel, but this is called a "staircase" fountain at the side of it. It is so cool here - so lush. I can see why many love to vacation here.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224718181631426546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif31RYpmfIMaFvcXjuD201dMM65rw5Y1NnwEkhTYzqOw_JvTgWp_FG0GTgzcm7bWgp3MHw_LMBA4qxcwKO93nsKwFDqfJmsAsCly3whEuks7OkgtV2BMjTREVAZPM8f5pBH-YA0ygGFSk/s320/P1000386.JPG" border="0" /> I guess we didn't lose our picture of the hotel after all! It was called the Ming ch National Forest Hotel!<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224719242763861010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidDMvJUrG_MtjQkqxpQv94IL_T4QDx7k_aMcLWldnml7PqRDXHPiZ5W5R_cRflhQ8DNUIp-yQ7UeqUmfypDnwUk_GRjmAxfIU954VZSXjL2ck3wRbvBGD8RBU25xEHGfGPilmdzPbw_S0/s320/P1000401.JPG" border="0" />After arriving at the hotel, we took a walk around the Japanese Gardens. Boy! the Japanese are so good at landscaping! <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224720060988088306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS79zqc0695VNauiQ2koCRmmmYFC72RZ370HT5XRb_UW0OdNplaaxq4-zQD_XPOBmGPONmcVTKbflH4Ze0lrct7m5ycPyUZRczVcIszPuqC_8fXSLgDchfeoODkVQYs18hI6ov1_W_vi0/s320/P1000430.JPG" border="0" />Another scene of ponds and landscaping around our hotel in Ming ch Forest.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224720883652204226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2K_MTkXbuZRWznZ8QzMDycp2kmP5-rdZmgoj9Gj38elygoRKtCwCjegK46MoPdK1iL_NWI2nFsDFLlgLSAYiChyphenhyphenom-Y2PF_ej2WrJXapWScHWRqUCKbi6AwZZ3vTeFYzx5m3Kz1DVo2Y/s320/P1000433.JPG" border="0" />Walking on the rocks going out to an "island" in one of the ponds. Brother Lu, Sister Seow and BRother Seow! <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224721966466322866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYWsM1r9JGp6uW0RijGZSJmOd2s5OxJWF4T9CMXNED8U7uHJPm13ImehMikVlAtfR0UFEkyWTciwEcxKQQY7bwbW7EFEKnG-4GONHSQbdtGpSYpLWXBTM1n2Ju9ulkoQvR13LzV9SaI94/s320/P1000436.JPG" border="0" />Just an example of how lush the forest plant life is under the trees!<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224722583233955330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglzuwKSJngl8ZvhQThRwf79qadRKML-pK7Iv0sEIt9Vdd07-8OlMviBvK_YZyJct-Ks9vWeV7f_eb4AMSKX-MWS0rjf6mjsQJNtqNMi9eLbQeM-Ru6uk2v4Ta17cVfKdBTKHA3xe7p8o4/s320/P1000449.JPG" border="0" />This is now Wednesday July 9th. We stayed overnight and the next morning explored some more of the ancient trees and forests. This tree was sproute4d in 145 BC!<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224723346197058418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIFNNjk7CNJ30-jQm91E3eZkb23vgcmJdI-Bbftep3L4-jOR0SEekfnDuC1hVMsNG64-wsBMojI7BuRSieR9yYLo6_ILBJeMdE-JCjip5-TPkB8AITs4d_OaIXkVsxekFSXb5GFzfUo_k/s320/P1000468.JPG" border="0" />The sign signifying how old this tree is.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224724121557595250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZo7uyKXj-TwecDf50cQ9EfiSaV9JHOV1AwoJiugDFq8BEEJB6GxIPeg_6_BQFFW0GEA1pTvZ3dVfVogkpZ8Uwi-V_sDKHgWikABiKDQ9oPywkIml3wBSkX5z2yH2eDUYGBEqBQ21GZLg/s320/P1000472.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224724583043007906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhloMT3yIymsoQg5RwoeoXcpBYL2TsuKix9iNR0X0rGANpM4ZBTiOLZ0RD_87BaL8oEQh6OxlZojNefc-uSYdQQwgJ7coef84uapVg0FHnrGFJoIh6otIBGdePUe5Jfl5vpRvDklrj5NdM/s320/P1000497.JPG" border="0" />The ride down the mountains was hair raising! The road was so narrow and we felt like we were clinging to the edge of the sheer drop off cliffs! Brother Lu is not a slow driver!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrbeHqkkCjXUCdTYLnDaLVQes6uxtFlhAKtcbE5GBSXXbJhel1_uzPSBidJJukDXIHUR4ThDl7WTte5P-UTfcMpDSYMCSbFfhdXqA_86BqMXquqWNjAQIraXZQjVfV-HH7Audw6L5jjME/s1600-h/P1000507.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224725331589258434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrbeHqkkCjXUCdTYLnDaLVQes6uxtFlhAKtcbE5GBSXXbJhel1_uzPSBidJJukDXIHUR4ThDl7WTte5P-UTfcMpDSYMCSbFfhdXqA_86BqMXquqWNjAQIraXZQjVfV-HH7Audw6L5jjME/s320/P1000507.JPG" border="0" /></a>As we got down from the mountain, we saw much agriculture and farmland. To the left of the green patch in the forefront, is rice that has been put into bundles in rows! Thanks, Brother Lu, for a wonderful time and your kindness in spending two days and a night showing us these things!E/S MILLERhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14928007536257371169noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773382508964787387.post-63983222524999491982008-07-03T19:06:00.000-07:002008-07-03T20:22:10.759-07:00Chiang Kai Shek Residence trip<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5bucGxw3Z-XZACqiM9u7KdfqrdnkNbQ3WWvVzz5fnhjb6U5ziFxjBIZLVZ6IrjP1oXZFoHSgXIIq95BFTIo1avHhO874yOhVQUz3SQiCSJ00Wvy71AMBv2YvOBxY3fWssApyp-2mmOXE/s1600-h/P1000234.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218992205647463250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5bucGxw3Z-XZACqiM9u7KdfqrdnkNbQ3WWvVzz5fnhjb6U5ziFxjBIZLVZ6IrjP1oXZFoHSgXIIq95BFTIo1avHhO874yOhVQUz3SQiCSJ00Wvy71AMBv2YvOBxY3fWssApyp-2mmOXE/s320/P1000234.JPG" border="0" /></a> To top off this relaxing and enjoyable excursion, we were delighted to visit with some students who came after their last tests at school and were having a field trip to celebrate! They LOVE to practice their English skills on Americans! It was really fun to have them stop and talk to us. Once one stopped to talk, we were surrounded by these students. REally nice kids!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5r1QO_GQosqUo2rX6BrttFmkELQ_PYvQG9C-nAuTemF4DcezhBDkK0JN_2IutkUuWG2xbxRqaMzY8yfNWzu-iAS5lq3rE-btGVnm4wxoKsw9rEyFtEnTX1JjMbL-o69TkbPWqoY8MlhY/s1600-h/P1000228.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218989656987149426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5r1QO_GQosqUo2rX6BrttFmkELQ_PYvQG9C-nAuTemF4DcezhBDkK0JN_2IutkUuWG2xbxRqaMzY8yfNWzu-iAS5lq3rE-btGVnm4wxoKsw9rEyFtEnTX1JjMbL-o69TkbPWqoY8MlhY/s320/P1000228.JPG" border="0" /></a> Just a very small part of the beautiful gardens which encompass the residence and buildings. In 2002 they made this residence and grounds a historic site and in 2005 they added another 2.5 hectares and turned it into a park with a 400-meter jogging trail and eco pond. It is open, free of charge, to the public, 24 hours a day!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuwOq0GOzbTkk65-ApdvsDD4NukJtOrJYKu6KRJoqbI8uYfZ9Ek-Icw0HUwwXD84xtL4oaEooS8my2K10pd_45AEMzvS6Wyd5GIQxCtz7X9gKNW9VUlGFSHmfzZQ9iyr_5AXPGCwF6ZYA/s1600-h/P1000227.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218988251033748178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuwOq0GOzbTkk65-ApdvsDD4NukJtOrJYKu6KRJoqbI8uYfZ9Ek-Icw0HUwwXD84xtL4oaEooS8my2K10pd_45AEMzvS6Wyd5GIQxCtz7X9gKNW9VUlGFSHmfzZQ9iyr_5AXPGCwF6ZYA/s320/P1000227.JPG" border="0" /></a> Actors, getting ready for a performance, which I wish we could have seen. Notice the purple fingernails! She must have played the role of a wicked witch or something!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZxdFP1xo-U2qB3G0xbrn4FNhQ0V_xUj0_0Hngi2KScM6j_C1_OHNFjHr6K3s5QDKmdfRCoTcOdQDQeCFGJPD6MPd5NgINvH4yKizbO3o8CIQqdMc9Kl17A4K2fNLKx0VT0T2Ry5xJhjU/s1600-h/P1000188.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218986919358108482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZxdFP1xo-U2qB3G0xbrn4FNhQ0V_xUj0_0Hngi2KScM6j_C1_OHNFjHr6K3s5QDKmdfRCoTcOdQDQeCFGJPD6MPd5NgINvH4yKizbO3o8CIQqdMc9Kl17A4K2fNLKx0VT0T2Ry5xJhjU/s320/P1000188.JPG" border="0" /></a>Chian Kia Shek's "Chapel of Victory". He and Madame Shek were devout Christians! President Nixon and Dwight D. Eisenhower attended church with him here.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieheriKpW_6pevA2KjUYmqVQOvXc0k7CZoZkEOfnJO7hHvdHwEe7E9Czsl0V8uHA_lHaQtrsUiihPpP2coFQv5FhzRD3dUJbd7hzzBlUhONWKDF6N5fzISkgZcvk5jVHqGDjHKcfDaAiE/s1600-h/P1000169.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218985865816018370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieheriKpW_6pevA2KjUYmqVQOvXc0k7CZoZkEOfnJO7hHvdHwEe7E9Czsl0V8uHA_lHaQtrsUiihPpP2coFQv5FhzRD3dUJbd7hzzBlUhONWKDF6N5fzISkgZcvk5jVHqGDjHKcfDaAiE/s320/P1000169.JPG" border="0" /></a> This hedge is of a girl carrying a torch! Pretty good, huh?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg50rHD5x9p_618ZnjWjPgvxLkFyQRQvF8r4T44mEI03Vs8FTFpChDIr-Am6T7_T-Cg9k4gFZqu1sCVmHi1psBweISTOAoy4v_rY7TjnpP06GRK5rsIuFJVfRrp180zpo7VyYSb6LG5q5c/s1600-h/P1000165.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218984453557469090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg50rHD5x9p_618ZnjWjPgvxLkFyQRQvF8r4T44mEI03Vs8FTFpChDIr-Am6T7_T-Cg9k4gFZqu1sCVmHi1psBweISTOAoy4v_rY7TjnpP06GRK5rsIuFJVfRrp180zpo7VyYSb6LG5q5c/s320/P1000165.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is supposed to be a sculpture of Chian Kia Shek. They do amazing hedge sculpture here!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqPmYFFhACRP1XU14wnAgH-2O9z__qk9zCG0ZaglCum3UoNFO3sjpFY-jEe3UWXcZXg8RHoG57BBJmNCTxV7MIqjO8lHqOBDAW-mefutS28Sy6Lw3j9hDxzqvVJ4OmPX1ZHLk-9zT94Co/s1600-h/P1000163.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218982875692553890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqPmYFFhACRP1XU14wnAgH-2O9z__qk9zCG0ZaglCum3UoNFO3sjpFY-jEe3UWXcZXg8RHoG57BBJmNCTxV7MIqjO8lHqOBDAW-mefutS28Sy6Lw3j9hDxzqvVJ4OmPX1ZHLk-9zT94Co/s320/P1000163.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Last week we rode the MRT to see Chiang Kai Shek's Residence. This is the entrance. The human size mice are depicting the year of the mouse and they are carrying royalty.</div></div></div></div></div></div></div>E/S MILLERhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14928007536257371169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773382508964787387.post-7097609731617641282008-06-23T05:44:00.000-07:002008-06-23T07:32:18.942-07:00Dear Blog<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYnSAy2Wn5m_6A3dZuaZkTu9NhhxTNqG0lP1_2FyQEh1Zm-kJErIYukG1VImT-iNXr73kJ6_YJ6BJJUcfUTl5F2Px85JqXtqQ37QksbCBf-eA0R6d66iLtz-kX9Xk_l15xf2V_LCrAjN0/s1600-h/P1000158.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215077111383522498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYnSAy2Wn5m_6A3dZuaZkTu9NhhxTNqG0lP1_2FyQEh1Zm-kJErIYukG1VImT-iNXr73kJ6_YJ6BJJUcfUTl5F2Px85JqXtqQ37QksbCBf-eA0R6d66iLtz-kX9Xk_l15xf2V_LCrAjN0/s320/P1000158.JPG" border="0" /></a> Elias is not going to like the fact that I am putting this picture on the blog. He hates it! But I think we should never forget the fact that what grosses one person out, is another person's favorite dinner -- I guess it is really large chicken feet or goose feet! We walk past the restaurant that serves these every day! I guess the other part of the bird is inside the pail!<br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215073946574153762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQtJSjS9ToEbF74oDWgiP2stp0il5HUoiVS6VHUQhwxg3Wk_hZ8Wnk4BRJm7DbxCeYWDk0VOIF2zHqMfb7mnwh1Hbix602aioQCya0fM0RdFgk_Eftqzp94RS4d9-634fkZ2yjOCF7OFA/s320/P1000155.JPG" border="0" /> "There was a young woman who lived in a shoe" .... I'm not ready to be called "an old woman, yet! This gigantic woman's shoe sits on one side of the street called, of all things, "shoe street", and another gigantic man's shoe sits on the other side of the street. President and Sister Walker took us here to do a little shopping. My real comfortable shoes are wearing out and I hoped to find some new ones here, but to no avail! We had dinner together at TGI Friday's. It was fun!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH4EFs1pDenkzl8gX7yKllwh5OGjwuN_Lu6SS88R40UGq5Q7CHFV-H8C8ypj6hkfGXke22afdcSWZfoWJi4NwNRKpsBw31ByZODd0T4YqE5f5P12GclPUawgOA1nMFqZ9wbpkSiq1M4Gc/s1600-h/P1000156.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215071896766509874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH4EFs1pDenkzl8gX7yKllwh5OGjwuN_Lu6SS88R40UGq5Q7CHFV-H8C8ypj6hkfGXke22afdcSWZfoWJi4NwNRKpsBw31ByZODd0T4YqE5f5P12GclPUawgOA1nMFqZ9wbpkSiq1M4Gc/s320/P1000156.JPG" border="0" /></a>Can you believe that this little dog doesn't fall off while riding on this motorcycle with his owner? These people love their dogs and take them, just like they do their children, on their motorcycles! Just yesterday we saw a man with his huge dog, (it looked like a golden Lab), standing in that same spot on the motorcycle, his tail dragging because he could hardly fit! AS they would say, ("No problem!")<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz7CkF6RhbY6sN40W0doDNR-5rzybMxQG09H3W_aMH-igejypWCGNUqkRqzDxyhDtjxOenhqwXp6H1898aOzv784qAEBvQKzf-_8Ms6YVlP_wW6mrS2Si6-kuVM1wYNDBeTbyEKJKKEkY/s1600-h/P1000152.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215068200482629602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz7CkF6RhbY6sN40W0doDNR-5rzybMxQG09H3W_aMH-igejypWCGNUqkRqzDxyhDtjxOenhqwXp6H1898aOzv784qAEBvQKzf-_8Ms6YVlP_wW6mrS2Si6-kuVM1wYNDBeTbyEKJKKEkY/s320/P1000152.JPG" border="0" /></a>Graduation day for some of our piano students! This was taken just before Brother and Sister Dodge and Sister Calvert, our main piano teacher, left to go home. We four who are in front on the left, teach piano to about twelve students. Next to the Dodges is Sister Venables, then Sister CAlvert, myself and Sister Durrant! How we love to teach them! They tell us they practice hard to make us happy!</div><div> </div><div>First of all, I need to relate the inspirational true story of Meli, our Philippino RS President's conversion. She was 17 years old and the oldest of 7 children living with their mother in a small village in the Philippines when she met the Elders of the Church. The villagers were very against them and when they found out she was meeting with them, they forbade her to ever see them again. So she had to sneak out when no one was around, so they wouldn't see her. She went at night or early in the morning to meet with them, so no one would know. About that same time, her mother passed away, leaving she and her six brothers and sisters to provide for themselves! I don't know what had happened to her father, but it didn't sound like he was there. A beloved Aunt, in another country, offered to send them enough money each month to support them, but when she found out that Meli was meeting with the missionaries, she told her that she would not give any support to help the family if Meli continued to have anything to do with the Church, and that Meli would have to support them herself! Meli fasted and prayed for help to know what to do. Could she really support herself and her family? The Spirit told her to get baptized! Just how everything else would work out, she didn't know, but she had the faith to go ahead with her baptism. Can you imagine how strong her faith would have to be to do this? About two weeks after her baptism, her Aunt showed up and decided to go ahead with helping them financially! Everything was hard, but they were able to survive. Meli works in here in Taiwan as a nanny and housemaid, to continue to support those of her siblings who still need it! What faith these sweet Philippinos have! And each one of them has a simiar story of their conversion and the challenges they have had to fact and are still facing as first generation members, and most of them are the only members in their families! They are a real inspiration to us.<br /><br /><div><div>Here are some pictures of things we've seen and done lately: This first one is of our dear Single Sister missionary from England, Sister Venables, and our friend, Sister Xia, who took us shopping to find some cooler blouses to wear, now that it has become a lot hotter! They are really enjoying this watermelon they bought from a fruit stand on the corner!</div></div></div></div></div>E/S MILLERhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14928007536257371169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773382508964787387.post-45365273255762978772008-06-01T02:18:00.000-07:002008-06-01T21:04:56.387-07:00We are Back<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmKorZsjqOzC4VIHwz2G8c5YbAclpoEBE5bOjevNpECBfFPrEabeqzZx9-PH9f8ypBoGT8oRvs8CIVntMZT2mjfACZguVwhuwW0PVm3GjfovKaoz-C6oDpMIsu5SP6KC0XsZ36xXV_HMI/s1600-h/P1000030.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206931186010286818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmKorZsjqOzC4VIHwz2G8c5YbAclpoEBE5bOjevNpECBfFPrEabeqzZx9-PH9f8ypBoGT8oRvs8CIVntMZT2mjfACZguVwhuwW0PVm3GjfovKaoz-C6oDpMIsu5SP6KC0XsZ36xXV_HMI/s320/P1000030.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis8qe8Jy_XVhk5H4trRKU_7T74jSv5_WyQMF7CO6tKFysw4wA8cEZduoDY90fv1-EWQ46CiPDdNbWNPXOqqJZYA0snBenLNvGb7Rq3AbZZvNVkbkn_-fLGUjyVwtbnZnR3-EL04c-I9pg/s1600-h/P1000017.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206929531028175554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis8qe8Jy_XVhk5H4trRKU_7T74jSv5_WyQMF7CO6tKFysw4wA8cEZduoDY90fv1-EWQ46CiPDdNbWNPXOqqJZYA0snBenLNvGb7Rq3AbZZvNVkbkn_-fLGUjyVwtbnZnR3-EL04c-I9pg/s320/P1000017.JPG" border="0" /></a> I must be getting sleepy. This is a picture of the flowers at Da'an Park! They are pretty though!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhww3WW7ViCeeSjhfhZ4SFqzXqMwOn1Xp6TqfuSQt9JB1ER4JsQaT3uAYQo1RFWLR5dnmSuE-PbfhW94HLZfk1QP85CwpJKanTA5fKAl1G2lJ5NW1ffZ0OWIW7mOO8Fq_jui53Vf-XhzJA/s1600-h/P1000098.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206927366354518290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhww3WW7ViCeeSjhfhZ4SFqzXqMwOn1Xp6TqfuSQt9JB1ER4JsQaT3uAYQo1RFWLR5dnmSuE-PbfhW94HLZfk1QP85CwpJKanTA5fKAl1G2lJ5NW1ffZ0OWIW7mOO8Fq_jui53Vf-XhzJA/s320/P1000098.JPG" border="0" /></a> When you entered another room of the house, the doorway would be different. I wish I knew all the symbolisms behind each one. There were bottle shaped doors, round doorways, oval doorways and irregular shaped rectangular ones. Rock archways adorned the paths on the outside of the houses.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHYGbX6kuqJ9ApOl-1c9bb1ynHkgcgVMRq3MnM5Gx4zErQYa9mvG2YZxvINxvZjWqWURHgNUUj4JvZtMCUq5DNP5dHy699YRl0ruXBobOvKThJ0Fy4n4j4X0V1gZ67Au-6tXHwPXh7Neo/s1600-h/P1000096.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206924333358757874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHYGbX6kuqJ9ApOl-1c9bb1ynHkgcgVMRq3MnM5Gx4zErQYa9mvG2YZxvINxvZjWqWURHgNUUj4JvZtMCUq5DNP5dHy699YRl0ruXBobOvKThJ0Fy4n4j4X0V1gZ67Au-6tXHwPXh7Neo/s320/P1000096.JPG" border="0" /></a>This room size bird cage held two beautiful peacocks in it, which you cannot see, but they are there.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4-5pFSuR9I5Y1utnQYWcRBNkvOfCUvmalpUmCkdm6_cYLPMBX1YAOF3BDkf2dlbltDN6CvKeKmkXgLH27AyiDACwHikHluJFhZCn1rrBiO8ODgctkyzVIoToqGARnqL-axzEn67GXvww/s1600-h/P1000088.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206920508062024450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4-5pFSuR9I5Y1utnQYWcRBNkvOfCUvmalpUmCkdm6_cYLPMBX1YAOF3BDkf2dlbltDN6CvKeKmkXgLH27AyiDACwHikHluJFhZCn1rrBiO8ODgctkyzVIoToqGARnqL-axzEn67GXvww/s320/P1000088.JPG" border="0" /></a> From this terrace in the forefront of the picture, the members of the family could sit and be entertained by dancers and singers and musicians who performed on the covered stage across the pond!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju3IgOu572IELSRjUmiTB5zMYFkPsNMf4XD9apQLuCL99SjfHLzQpOM1X2IJNtiRveusblIxMBRUJvD71bSrWeLh68QthKWd-JLruLCm2cMmGnFTcswLJu6UP55UR2eiLZsbGgAb4EdxA/s1600-h/P1000087.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206916534236831794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju3IgOu572IELSRjUmiTB5zMYFkPsNMf4XD9apQLuCL99SjfHLzQpOM1X2IJNtiRveusblIxMBRUJvD71bSrWeLh68QthKWd-JLruLCm2cMmGnFTcswLJu6UP55UR2eiLZsbGgAb4EdxA/s320/P1000087.JPG" border="0" /></a> Now you may think that this is not a very good picture, but it has real meaning behind it. This is the doorstep to enter the main Lin Family mansion and it can be raised or lowered according to who was to enter. Regular people had to step over it. If the guests were considered important, the lower the doorstep became. Real royalty entering, usually were being carried in some kind of a carrier between two poles, and so they didn't have to step over anything - the doorway was flattened for them!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimb7ZrQ_z0y2wjCGeA-_Ii46GSf2-wDkU0lyjhhF5uet8StZJl2kvTf6U0oOqvoYec6jSkKqK_od1a_g7u8KQlb6dBuW_6Bvzrk9jPrtO-Mcxr1Je06_bg0hbOj16AIeCeORDbGAZbkpw/s1600-h/P1000077.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206914025270537522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimb7ZrQ_z0y2wjCGeA-_Ii46GSf2-wDkU0lyjhhF5uet8StZJl2kvTf6U0oOqvoYec6jSkKqK_od1a_g7u8KQlb6dBuW_6Bvzrk9jPrtO-Mcxr1Je06_bg0hbOj16AIeCeORDbGAZbkpw/s320/P1000077.JPG" border="0" /></a> We had to get a picture of Dad on the children's wooden horse, just outside the schoolhouse they built to teach their children. This family's residence took 40 years to build. It was beyond anything we will ever see as a place for a family to live.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl0IxkYOp-JeQ7_MA-D9Qv-FWZzA4x93kQDz9varTeIhCBi5MXWGL60gP-___Hne_HS7o9wXJJXWg0eas8RcXDbJHG8P7r3vzYA1RLps1ekT8o0TeILbAJVCq8_MLrI2xmA_DBsMMZGZE/s1600-h/P1000074.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206910217653948386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl0IxkYOp-JeQ7_MA-D9Qv-FWZzA4x93kQDz9varTeIhCBi5MXWGL60gP-___Hne_HS7o9wXJJXWg0eas8RcXDbJHG8P7r3vzYA1RLps1ekT8o0TeILbAJVCq8_MLrI2xmA_DBsMMZGZE/s320/P1000074.JPG" border="0" /></a>Elias and I trying to figure out how to work the self-guided tour microphones for the Lin Family Mansion tour that Lena took us on. These microphones did not work properly, but with Lena as our guide, we didn't need them anyway!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtSCNbp7lWyTMVTLxkqSpm8hB0P02z2TyEOcTYKAIDhxDSbyOGmuERG8-tpagJOvzVHXeBAnXax1Wq4lvo9AOi-dSviBihkRQ35XXdmg-cx07Zykb540floMslKbnkg7zS3ReUo4tAZVo/s1600-h/P1000066.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206907421089016690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtSCNbp7lWyTMVTLxkqSpm8hB0P02z2TyEOcTYKAIDhxDSbyOGmuERG8-tpagJOvzVHXeBAnXax1Wq4lvo9AOi-dSviBihkRQ35XXdmg-cx07Zykb540floMslKbnkg7zS3ReUo4tAZVo/s320/P1000066.JPG" border="0" /></a> These are Chineses God costumes they put over their heads and shoulders (they look out the holes in the middle so they can tell where they are walking). These processions happen every few months down the middle of the streets!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAhkBybtwSW2VWLPyz1yPl8Vr5a47KbH9B_e5PQxQP7CnexybTYOm0-f2nvmCDQRPtD_sUMY-VnEjf7Tzn1yEHNsZ8UVuGaqw2A6-LcyHGX0U7TqhhLcGaETG65M-49397NMlWhf4knn0/s1600-h/P1000065.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206903202269210354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAhkBybtwSW2VWLPyz1yPl8Vr5a47KbH9B_e5PQxQP7CnexybTYOm0-f2nvmCDQRPtD_sUMY-VnEjf7Tzn1yEHNsZ8UVuGaqw2A6-LcyHGX0U7TqhhLcGaETG65M-49397NMlWhf4knn0/s320/P1000065.JPG" border="0" /></a> Our Philippino friends just before one of their delicious dinners we share with them each Sunday before teaching them piano lessons. This Sunday, the Bishop handed out piano certificates to eight of them for finishing the Church's basic piano course. Next Sunday, they will give Dad a certificate for waiting each Sunday while we give these lessons.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSf5AhpXBaPMGf58zMn1JuQTq6M2zoiLFaSIbikK5MNf8bNh5JgtJxfJCjD_bRN7S0fvuCD5DtziptLdCZf1hkhJKig5TCgUKjISwGuZUJOA9TAlVZ_8R3Jna0XeqrG8Ti3uFySeJlysI/s1600-h/P1000056.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206899747741340706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSf5AhpXBaPMGf58zMn1JuQTq6M2zoiLFaSIbikK5MNf8bNh5JgtJxfJCjD_bRN7S0fvuCD5DtziptLdCZf1hkhJKig5TCgUKjISwGuZUJOA9TAlVZ_8R3Jna0XeqrG8Ti3uFySeJlysI/s320/P1000056.JPG" border="0" /></a> Sister Xia and friend and myself on the temple grounds. Sister Xia is the one who takes us on many day trips. She works with us in the temple and is soo sweet. How old do you think she is? You would never guess that she is in her 50's would you?<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjJSJhhczfXPdOjdIQNWynrUrAembHla9dKlCqBPLl2imEyMU1FO1Y5OGrL0p0t_7h2zeCYExowVehFFaOj5BC3GzacH-mVuB1anaSZLtfr6EoC97MNJ2Dw7Unv1SSq8HMtWPY4aN4smg/s1600-h/P1000035.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206854704045826386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjJSJhhczfXPdOjdIQNWynrUrAembHla9dKlCqBPLl2imEyMU1FO1Y5OGrL0p0t_7h2zeCYExowVehFFaOj5BC3GzacH-mVuB1anaSZLtfr6EoC97MNJ2Dw7Unv1SSq8HMtWPY4aN4smg/s320/P1000035.JPG" border="0" /></a> Leonora's Endowment day! She is in the black blouse. On my other side is Virginia, who received her Endowments a few weeks after Chris Allen, and Linda, who was Leonora's escort, along with me! Leonora's husband received his Endowments in the Philippines temple just a week later. As I showed her the mirror in the sealing room, we wept for joy to think of the blessings that await this precious family when they can be together again. </div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO40wjNK5y2Lr7OXLfE9azUPakbVHslYKJWUVpTFfbriyXSPRFncv_8vUDxZw7ipDdjDIrzVnWqkR8gZWyY6dLbpNt2-OmHN7KyhDDbWcbmq89wSygsCdeoTC82PwOPAmnugZD0Kbuiho/s1600-h/P1000020.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206851954041528962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO40wjNK5y2Lr7OXLfE9azUPakbVHslYKJWUVpTFfbriyXSPRFncv_8vUDxZw7ipDdjDIrzVnWqkR8gZWyY6dLbpNt2-OmHN7KyhDDbWcbmq89wSygsCdeoTC82PwOPAmnugZD0Kbuiho/s320/P1000020.JPG" border="0" /></a> These guys walked around 'drumming' for everyone. They took about 4 laps around where we were sitting and then went on to another part of the park. Is this the way you drum, Ty and Spencer?<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim3YyCE1RM1BYMZlH6AwGuv81IhqfB5dkR28SWkNCZAuC8Du-M0UMgXXMT2b1cL0XSychv5jqyyQEHljxzyioLreh1Ehz6gjkTpuSU6BcLDAG5eDAlM78QgZH61TojLo8ZR7L2vi3aw6c/s1600-h/P1000016.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206846775999506754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim3YyCE1RM1BYMZlH6AwGuv81IhqfB5dkR28SWkNCZAuC8Du-M0UMgXXMT2b1cL0XSychv5jqyyQEHljxzyioLreh1Ehz6gjkTpuSU6BcLDAG5eDAlM78QgZH61TojLo8ZR7L2vi3aw6c/s320/P1000016.JPG" border="0" /></a> On Mother's Day, Elias and I took a walk in Da'an Park. We ran into some rather strange companions. This park is 3/4 a mile long and 1/4 mile wide - and right in the middle of the big city. They have trails for jogging, walking or just lumbering along. There are organized groups who do exercising much different than we do. It is yoga-like -- very slow and with definite poses. I tried to imitate some of it and it is much harder to do than it looks! They also have people there who entertain you and expect you to pay them if you stop to listen. The flowers are beautiful, the ponds, refreshing and statues very interesting! They also have a rollar skating rink, where they teach young children to skate. Many families bring picnics and just relax and play together on Sunday.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9rx7y7mXLDHhqoJp4Sky8a3_6lLbFB4xqwZOzIrD3MEFWplK-nskIcHbzPOvAlkElfxciD19emYzlfEOMVwt5Hl7BLop3kcZIrxcO1ZF3Txje_oS8GDmlr-7su-AFCw4JHZjIzn85kuY/s1600-h/P1000009.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206844161690009410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9rx7y7mXLDHhqoJp4Sky8a3_6lLbFB4xqwZOzIrD3MEFWplK-nskIcHbzPOvAlkElfxciD19emYzlfEOMVwt5Hl7BLop3kcZIrxcO1ZF3Txje_oS8GDmlr-7su-AFCw4JHZjIzn85kuY/s320/P1000009.JPG" border="0" /></a> Back to blogging again. We lost all our other pictures, with the laptop. This is our dear friend Chris - the first one to finish the Temple Preparation class and receive his Endowments. He has gone back home to Santa Rosa. He will be a great asset to any Ward he lives in. It is really hard to see people go home.</div><div></div><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>E/S MILLERhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14928007536257371169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773382508964787387.post-8237203989313297772008-05-19T06:33:00.000-07:002008-05-19T07:39:09.403-07:00Apartment robbed!Well, even though the robbers took our computer, (that is why we haven't blogged for a while), and both cameras, (we do feel bad about losing our pictures), he or they did not take our passports or US currency! The drawer where they were was opened, but not disturbed! What a miracle! And the fact that we had to go to the internet cafe to do our "computering", is even a good thing because we met a young man there to whom we gave church pamphlets to and have an opportunity to go back now and thank him for burning a music CD for us and will see if he is interested in learning more!! <br /><br />So far, we haven't learned how to put our pictures on the blog or e-mail, but we are so grateful to Arnie, the assistant temple recorder, for loaning us this lap top and changing it from Chinese to ENglish! He has done so very much for us. What a blessing!<br /><br />Monday, April 28th, we attended a University concert which we both really enjoyed! President and Sister Chen's daughter gave the tickets to us! It was every bit as entertaining to watch the conductor as listen to the beautiful music! He was so tiny -- but boy, did he ever pack a whallop, getting those musicians to play their very best! It was amazing!<br /><br />I've been thinking lately of why the temple is so peaceful and happy. It is because of the Spirit that is there and because those who come have had to prepare themselves to receive a recommend to be there. Everyone is a little better person as they do these things! That is why we are supposed to always have a recommend in our possession. We have to be striving to live as the Lord would have us live to obtain one!<br /><br />A great blessing I find in serving in the Temple is the fact that even when I don't feel good and wonder if I can finish the work I'm supposed to do, Father always helps me to be able to! He has never failed me! My prayers for help are always answered!<br /><br />Elder Scott came and spoke to the young single adults of Taiwan, and President and Sister Walker were privileged to be there. He was very concerned about the fact that there are so many young adults over 30 and not married! He asked them the question, "How many young, single adults are there in the highest degree of the Celestial kingdom?" Then he answered his own question - "NONE!" Then he counseled the young single adult men to get to work. He promised the young single adult women that if they keep faithful and worthy, they will not miss out on any eternal blessings - including those of a worthy husband and children! "I don't know when this will happen or how, but I promise you, in the name of the Lord, that it will," he said.<br /><br />I was extremely blessed in being able to participate in singing two songs in Chinese with a choir that sang at Stake Conference. At one point of time, I could not see the Pinying, but I was able to look at the conductor and get the wording! They put me right in the middle on the front row, too, so I couldn't hide! Thank you, Father, for helping me make it through! It was a small miracle!<br /><br />Sister Huang's life was saved when she was crossing the street, noticed that a woman had been in an car accident and was crying and upset in the road ahead of her. She felt so bad for her, that she stopped walking and said a prayer that this distraught woman would be comforted. AS she did a huge boulder fell onto the road where she would have been had she kept walking! It came from the mountain above the road. Sister Su happened to be an eye witness to it, but didn't realize until she got to the temple and started talking with Sister Huang, that it was her that narrowly missed being killed by the boulder. The Lord's protecting hand was definately over Sister Huang!<br /><br />Thursday May 15th, I received the highest compliment I've ever had. Sister Chen told me how much she and President Chen appreciated us coming from so far to help in the temple and called me, "a woman of God"! Today, the Lord, lest I get feeling too smug about it, really made it known to me that we could and should be doing more and sacrificing more to do His work while we are here and while we have this time. I pray for forgiveness and help in doing better!<br /><br />Saturday, May 17th - What a privilege to help Leonora receive her temple ordinances today! Linda and Virginia and Sister Calvert were there to support her, too! AS we stood, hand in hand in the sealing room, looking at eternity through those beautiful, never-ending mirrors, we wept with joy to think of the fact that her husband had received his ordinances a week before in the Phillipines temple and one day, they would be sealed together as husband and wife and family, eternally!!<br /><br />Well, it is late and I'll finish recording some other specail experiences later. Goodnight!E/S MILLERhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14928007536257371169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773382508964787387.post-76834195326754387712008-04-13T04:31:00.000-07:002008-04-13T05:28:38.185-07:00It's freezing out here?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioGN0GNNlhgrKTqAHC9A4Sz70ItXACx1NMiLVkjVz1OnIziG0LqPZoU7v-N6iaezmQ-gCW_R4hn_Ft25Mt3KlkkgOSIO9fcH4NwCog7EyvKiH2gN-BL7DuZuI0dNhNfVMsEz6OKEUIMB8/s1600-h/P_DAY+HIKE_APR_1ST+054.jpg">These are the four flights of stairs that get us up to the road to walk home from the MRT station! We are getting very good at climbing stairs, now! </a><br /><br />Tomorrow, we will have another adventure with Sister Xia and Sister Venables, our sweet Senior missionary from England! We'll have more pictures for you then!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioGN0GNNlhgrKTqAHC9A4Sz70ItXACx1NMiLVkjVz1OnIziG0LqPZoU7v-N6iaezmQ-gCW_R4hn_Ft25Mt3KlkkgOSIO9fcH4NwCog7EyvKiH2gN-BL7DuZuI0dNhNfVMsEz6OKEUIMB8/s1600-h/P_DAY+HIKE_APR_1ST+054.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioGN0GNNlhgrKTqAHC9A4Sz70ItXACx1NMiLVkjVz1OnIziG0LqPZoU7v-N6iaezmQ-gCW_R4hn_Ft25Mt3KlkkgOSIO9fcH4NwCog7EyvKiH2gN-BL7DuZuI0dNhNfVMsEz6OKEUIMB8/s320/P_DAY+HIKE_APR_1ST+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188704110984064898" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKNejsOi8kyT1pjCTC81QeiE-XPVmbjIiQEufTpxKroA7PtZdFhkSt6Hth_8bmVi1WIia5i4bYojTP0Evihcnx3lHZnL8x1Nu6i7hdDZCbCesaHdJdDCzZXbZKkppFJXuXBdx-MiGKvBo/s1600-h/P1000077.JPG">One of our sweet friends, Nancy Swenson, who teaches English in Central Taiwan, but is a BYU student who will be going back for schooling in the Fall. She is from Reno, Nevada and comes up each month to do baptisms for the in the Temple. Very special gal!! She was in Brock and Jordan's ward until they moved to room together before Jord left on his mission! It is really a small world! <img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKNejsOi8kyT1pjCTC81QeiE-XPVmbjIiQEufTpxKroA7PtZdFhkSt6Hth_8bmVi1WIia5i4bYojTP0Evihcnx3lHZnL8x1Nu6i7hdDZCbCesaHdJdDCzZXbZKkppFJXuXBdx-MiGKvBo/s320/P1000077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188700614880685938" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtT6vzUMelzXSFOGj3YbcSD5XiDLWiFmKdgMN3cvlQd5hUGXpm5t2iTXf_8DaWb99F35AlVsFe5TPs8ElFkryOMVTeJ5D6RH88vGRF1_Ho4nAHxV8QffmvLNzL4AJ_x3pweNFUEl3IAuI/s1600-h/P1000086.JPG">I wish I could have taken a front view picture of this elderly lady, gathering plastic bags and cardboard for recycling. Many of the elderly do this - some push or pull very, very large carts, loaded with items that look like they would be too heavy for them to handle! <img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtT6vzUMelzXSFOGj3YbcSD5XiDLWiFmKdgMN3cvlQd5hUGXpm5t2iTXf_8DaWb99F35AlVsFe5TPs8ElFkryOMVTeJ5D6RH88vGRF1_Ho4nAHxV8QffmvLNzL4AJ_x3pweNFUEl3IAuI/s320/P1000086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188697642763317090" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK2_eMgpWKdamjfZZegv6b06-7zVMS9Sf6MHVbp-3pelmuX9NXnqF4cgYvqMUpKZbw_BP6zlRLnyAl6h4n69a9g4_Psc102_a00MlWKmmsUfSAF_PT0tHz1-KhMADz1D2CMgcwBesHsn0/s1600-h/T-shirt+Dog.JPG">Because todays temperature was below 80 degrees, this little dog needed a warm doggie shirt! I chased him down the street and finally cornered him by this bush! The Chinese love their pets!</a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK2_eMgpWKdamjfZZegv6b06-7zVMS9Sf6MHVbp-3pelmuX9NXnqF4cgYvqMUpKZbw_BP6zlRLnyAl6h4n69a9g4_Psc102_a00MlWKmmsUfSAF_PT0tHz1-KhMADz1D2CMgcwBesHsn0/s1600-h/T-shirt+Dog.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK2_eMgpWKdamjfZZegv6b06-7zVMS9Sf6MHVbp-3pelmuX9NXnqF4cgYvqMUpKZbw_BP6zlRLnyAl6h4n69a9g4_Psc102_a00MlWKmmsUfSAF_PT0tHz1-KhMADz1D2CMgcwBesHsn0/s320/T-shirt+Dog.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188693034263408466" border="0" /></a>E/S MILLERhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14928007536257371169noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773382508964787387.post-10744328279525739562008-04-10T18:21:00.001-07:002008-04-10T19:02:23.223-07:00More Odds and EndsThis little furnace is used to send money , and messages to deceased ancestors. Usually they use a cute little red furnace. This one at a temple. We see tables of food set out to feed the ancestors and after they have had a chance to eat what they want the people take the food and eat what is left. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoty90Isxs0OkthjUO-lthyphenhyphenZ1bUGTfmPVS5CHMkgps_5v5K4Eo1aEXgP_S8ezbE1aZgBjAlDHd5AUX-M_6h_RkFPqcxC4CCXsXP6gEW6aIhEsin6siV42BTTD_YBQIXk4pHZ8KvXX96PM/s1600-h/P1000078.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoty90Isxs0OkthjUO-lthyphenhyphenZ1bUGTfmPVS5CHMkgps_5v5K4Eo1aEXgP_S8ezbE1aZgBjAlDHd5AUX-M_6h_RkFPqcxC4CCXsXP6gEW6aIhEsin6siV42BTTD_YBQIXk4pHZ8KvXX96PM/s320/P1000078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187800288273375010" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />We see lots of fun stuff here; like a highly certified automotive technician rebuilding an engine in the street. Also we thought it was interesting to have a large parking lot just for motor bikes.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZC0bD6ufIm8uXGjAcjER6fDb5L7QZVw_insxs_UaiaYCJONrdo7R-t0PjJorrUFidoBp4_zIeSYLLyCRd_ZawyqtxVCCQE4xHEsMwVFRNNXoDIg32Ui67bFRm3qSeVmvHLsnrXiX70pY/s1600-h/P1000084.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZC0bD6ufIm8uXGjAcjER6fDb5L7QZVw_insxs_UaiaYCJONrdo7R-t0PjJorrUFidoBp4_zIeSYLLyCRd_ZawyqtxVCCQE4xHEsMwVFRNNXoDIg32Ui67bFRm3qSeVmvHLsnrXiX70pY/s320/P1000084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187796753515290370" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJndHDAdOg7lJNGELSzLplNZR8jLLsspI1tZqsXHMjC5kZarGLryVlVfLrpNVovD8KXgjbhRvWgMzU796Tc028l8Midky1IpCmC-0UofaxOWXj0UvfnZYgnpJfDc4zwz9WfkU8nBlnxfU/s1600-h/P_DAY+HIKE_APR_1ST+052.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJndHDAdOg7lJNGELSzLplNZR8jLLsspI1tZqsXHMjC5kZarGLryVlVfLrpNVovD8KXgjbhRvWgMzU796Tc028l8Midky1IpCmC-0UofaxOWXj0UvfnZYgnpJfDc4zwz9WfkU8nBlnxfU/s320/P_DAY+HIKE_APR_1ST+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187793927426809586" border="0" /></a>E/S MILLERhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14928007536257371169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773382508964787387.post-88278744824559225062008-04-06T05:35:00.000-07:002008-04-06T07:22:59.885-07:00A little about what we see in Taiwan<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2wm8GWSuW0CfBf25cCDCmVcH0OA4lJijAPKLTYA1X5OEAhfbWHc5dSf0kY0YMf3MfQAyQhWcEt3I_djXFCaLJgysBkomAY6Pt-6I6lEQU5FIZuYOnZQv7_CwHqBUGAmdpDyL4r3dHZJU/s1600-h/P_DAY+HIKE_APR_1ST+042.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2wm8GWSuW0CfBf25cCDCmVcH0OA4lJijAPKLTYA1X5OEAhfbWHc5dSf0kY0YMf3MfQAyQhWcEt3I_djXFCaLJgysBkomAY6Pt-6I6lEQU5FIZuYOnZQv7_CwHqBUGAmdpDyL4r3dHZJU/s320/P_DAY+HIKE_APR_1ST+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186133368119021282" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6iwf04On0AGAOXBrheDlA-aTnufN74npRrHFM-8PA0pl3T7uzBze5TB3GjllbFnEIUle50fzSs9zAbgs1-MKhXy2VjdwaP9vvvm-KCft5P-UWP4v_nqW1sgGgqyEplSNkLy1QNUQ5mlA/s1600-h/P_DAY+HIKE_APR_1ST+017.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6iwf04On0AGAOXBrheDlA-aTnufN74npRrHFM-8PA0pl3T7uzBze5TB3GjllbFnEIUle50fzSs9zAbgs1-MKhXy2VjdwaP9vvvm-KCft5P-UWP4v_nqW1sgGgqyEplSNkLy1QNUQ5mlA/s320/P_DAY+HIKE_APR_1ST+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186131276469948114" border="0" /></a>We were on a bus, going home from having dinner at Chili's, trying to get down the main street while the "night market" was on. I'll put on another that shows the side street that not even a bike or motorcycle could get through!! They are supposed to have good sales here, but I have not been able to get Dad NEAR those crowded conditions! <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhhdGxeEh4VMCDgAl1p-wSJhlhMiTvZJZa5cG0n0Wyz9OfzvCvGbxBZ5gcUcs_qDlJfJUuH7aY0QLocYQek3FvVRbabA7CD1uIeGhxPfjTGfSmxmJOpWgsCKE5S55k2NrV6g2Iwy_7olo/s1600-h/P_DAY+HIKE_APR_1ST+038.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhhdGxeEh4VMCDgAl1p-wSJhlhMiTvZJZa5cG0n0Wyz9OfzvCvGbxBZ5gcUcs_qDlJfJUuH7aY0QLocYQek3FvVRbabA7CD1uIeGhxPfjTGfSmxmJOpWgsCKE5S55k2NrV6g2Iwy_7olo/s320/P_DAY+HIKE_APR_1ST+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186127883445784258" border="0" /></a>Doesn't the 101 Tower look like a gigantic candle at night?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLJZoYA0aW20XEsN8cHPGZg-Fe0WCHk_RM58-ajgMGM7nHdTbbuPuIVD0uTAWPczF7TrMc3nfqSu2kPFstaofP7yIF83cnig5Lpt6mn11-BVaJe5F4dy-Hqlpzi9pY4H0l6fFZ6O6US7s/s1600-h/P_DAY+HIKE_APR_1ST+039.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLJZoYA0aW20XEsN8cHPGZg-Fe0WCHk_RM58-ajgMGM7nHdTbbuPuIVD0uTAWPczF7TrMc3nfqSu2kPFstaofP7yIF83cnig5Lpt6mn11-BVaJe5F4dy-Hqlpzi9pY4H0l6fFZ6O6US7s/s320/P_DAY+HIKE_APR_1ST+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186124705169985202" border="0" /></a>This is President Walker's second counselor's wife and daughter and new grandbaby! We are in the foyer just inside the outside doors and before you go into the Temple proper. She is such a loving person!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9h9tADzMOERZ3-yrXWEGy30a8Ik4GCScj1EvFFYfnObIju7M-g7y6J4HmIEq70av-iwVLsQozxgC_P0C5NhUfMX-Zx7U3FsJzntIb8kdoLicYAO7IUWajFxruaSrtkaTU3Y4ioHOXzuQ/s1600-h/P_DAY+HIKE_APR_1ST+041.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9h9tADzMOERZ3-yrXWEGy30a8Ik4GCScj1EvFFYfnObIju7M-g7y6J4HmIEq70av-iwVLsQozxgC_P0C5NhUfMX-Zx7U3FsJzntIb8kdoLicYAO7IUWajFxruaSrtkaTU3Y4ioHOXzuQ/s320/P_DAY+HIKE_APR_1ST+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186114740845858450" border="0" /></a><br />Did we write about how many Chinese people love their pets and treat them like children? We see it all the time. Women buy special purses that have the top part cut out so a small dog inside the purse can put his head out, but not get his body out until the owner opens the purse; entire stores devoted just to doggie things like beautiful strollers, bathing tubs, clothes and toys just like a baby has! It is unbelievable! Here is a picture of one of these doggie store signs and the charming way they advertise!E/S MILLERhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14928007536257371169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773382508964787387.post-41398524992589117832008-04-06T04:28:00.000-07:002008-04-06T05:06:40.169-07:00Chinese Restarurant update<div style="text-align: center;">We talked about Chinese food but we didn't have any pictures.<br />Now we have pictures so you can take these Chinese food samples to Mandarin and order true Chinese food from these pictures. Enjoy!<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixaY-Zl1VJdg5xPwQUvwqsKDpX-YeC6zIjeQJu9yAlissveKfZg2ZOHvucebZKoeLlmwvZVh7gHW090kSKiL2TrVdDksuDxLXrLDNRcD7ejL_HLtMDCuXONPYpKHGvyvZlX3A9dYrJFK0/s1600-h/P_DAY+HIKE_APR_1ST+043.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixaY-Zl1VJdg5xPwQUvwqsKDpX-YeC6zIjeQJu9yAlissveKfZg2ZOHvucebZKoeLlmwvZVh7gHW090kSKiL2TrVdDksuDxLXrLDNRcD7ejL_HLtMDCuXONPYpKHGvyvZlX3A9dYrJFK0/s320/P_DAY+HIKE_APR_1ST+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186096723458051714" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivvFncMCgIGWQbixCq6IeYFKPeAlMci5bWFEstel56TZAgfX5gmYeyPG8bG7rFzsfTC9yiXdJ7oZBYxuTi_RB3Y02rUwdzo7eP6SUHXK3KkJide1vNfeDcyOE-atMsIerNLL5stewjTEY/s1600-h/P_DAY+HIKE_APR_1ST+044.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivvFncMCgIGWQbixCq6IeYFKPeAlMci5bWFEstel56TZAgfX5gmYeyPG8bG7rFzsfTC9yiXdJ7oZBYxuTi_RB3Y02rUwdzo7eP6SUHXK3KkJide1vNfeDcyOE-atMsIerNLL5stewjTEY/s320/P_DAY+HIKE_APR_1ST+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186095035535904370" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivvFncMCgIGWQbixCq6IeYFKPeAlMci5bWFEstel56TZAgfX5gmYeyPG8bG7rFzsfTC9yiXdJ7oZBYxuTi_RB3Y02rUwdzo7eP6SUHXK3KkJide1vNfeDcyOE-atMsIerNLL5stewjTEY/s1600-h/P_DAY+HIKE_APR_1ST+044.jpg"><br /></a>E/S MILLERhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14928007536257371169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773382508964787387.post-25208753090681440872008-03-31T05:35:00.000-07:002008-03-31T07:08:24.265-07:00Hiking - Chinese style<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1zEuwh_6xW3pD2YXISSM74rF41CFnaZX3xnXlKwXRHNhpW0zXn_l_3VSSFhHEb1EOX46OEMOIs0N4kz_MmaA3XD9Sda-FnQQLQeLGsM-75_d2VfGuRSH6WfE3tIMQwKxNhpNJDTGDg5M/s1600-h/the+dog+who+passed+me+by.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1zEuwh_6xW3pD2YXISSM74rF41CFnaZX3xnXlKwXRHNhpW0zXn_l_3VSSFhHEb1EOX46OEMOIs0N4kz_MmaA3XD9Sda-FnQQLQeLGsM-75_d2VfGuRSH6WfE3tIMQwKxNhpNJDTGDg5M/s320/the+dog+who+passed+me+by.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183900032369741378" border="0" /></a><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3rXMXTQH8h9VB0uNc4tYPFHaXjfOUbF3me3thOL4EUBQhOlFPQNpoZrkZUhHhCJzRtYl_cat1xdBG2Wq6SA68vvdb5AbK8jaR93wCYnGmdaWE6wo9pw-mSEB1hGM_GkOyXOPDCcZ-Z3A/s1600-h/P-Day+Hike.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3rXMXTQH8h9VB0uNc4tYPFHaXjfOUbF3me3thOL4EUBQhOlFPQNpoZrkZUhHhCJzRtYl_cat1xdBG2Wq6SA68vvdb5AbK8jaR93wCYnGmdaWE6wo9pw-mSEB1hGM_GkOyXOPDCcZ-Z3A/s320/P-Day+Hike.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183886683611385346" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8yoqIxvWCCeLu-FdanNGY2xRp3w3WDG7rpUyBP5JlfvjADlDzDdcCy0xguwGU4zKJif_pZjgDrkS_1lkiTwf3FbJAJssHNoHSapcr8E5D189880lCws5LB5lzxpGljS7RfDmA4OLVpx4/s1600-h/man+with+barbells.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8yoqIxvWCCeLu-FdanNGY2xRp3w3WDG7rpUyBP5JlfvjADlDzDdcCy0xguwGU4zKJif_pZjgDrkS_1lkiTwf3FbJAJssHNoHSapcr8E5D189880lCws5LB5lzxpGljS7RfDmA4OLVpx4/s320/man+with+barbells.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183890742355480082" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ELI/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" />We had a most interesting hike the other day. It was, for the most part unbelievable. Here are the pictures to prove our point. The entire trail was finished in rock stairs. Everything was so nicely done! They even had an outdoor weight room at the top, with a man who was lifting a barbell, but watch out in between! You wouldn't want to hike it if it were wet! We should call this hike the "stairway to heaven" hike because it was ALL UPHILL until you got to the top of the mountain. Then you hiked ALL DOWNHILL! A sweet Chinese lady who was going the opposite direction offered to take our picture together! The day was perfect for hiking because it was cool and a little windy! It was very beautiful - but oh, those stairs!! I like hiking in Utah much better, even though they don't have fancy stairs and outdoor weight rooms! You can see where we were hiking in relation to the 101 Tower in the one picture with Dad in it, and the one with me in the forefront! In the other picture, I sat down to pet this dog, but he just snubbed me and walked on by, not giving me any notice until he reached the Chinese sign above! Oh, well.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLYZyuemcpK9D6T7FogRshUu2u8XPWocaTwD87v-Q81LbWoRU2Gd2056d-CpsCPRaekpbgihStIs5pSxFNDL7oCj4coQpEBKrGWzf7twtmXSIdVF8JlezOyk6IhkRxH5yPb55-j2az6vo/s1600-h/P1000058.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLYZyuemcpK9D6T7FogRshUu2u8XPWocaTwD87v-Q81LbWoRU2Gd2056d-CpsCPRaekpbgihStIs5pSxFNDL7oCj4coQpEBKrGWzf7twtmXSIdVF8JlezOyk6IhkRxH5yPb55-j2az6vo/s320/P1000058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183893319335857698" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfk64ZgMlTgzPNqu9509HRccd9TXE7BkDoJSjWf31H6ln9fm57_RMBiAUUzF_6sYgD2Onu6JShPWdxhz3eOR22PyE84Xzaojk5Ptimib9EGi3gnEIi0b7djgc8mojg2g7u3_mZ-akmGDc/s1600-h/P+day+hike+%232.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfk64ZgMlTgzPNqu9509HRccd9TXE7BkDoJSjWf31H6ln9fm57_RMBiAUUzF_6sYgD2Onu6JShPWdxhz3eOR22PyE84Xzaojk5Ptimib9EGi3gnEIi0b7djgc8mojg2g7u3_mZ-akmGDc/s320/P+day+hike+%232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183907058936237650" border="0" /></a>E/S MILLERhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14928007536257371169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773382508964787387.post-47473800037050742112008-03-16T05:39:00.000-07:002008-03-16T07:37:45.959-07:00Giving 110% pays off!!It has been so great to get to talk to some of you this week and to find out how to FINALLY talk to the Lagerstroms on the telephone! All this time we have been blocked from getting through but we figured it all out now, so watch out!! We have been humbled to hear of Brock's award at the annual BYU football Awards Banquet and Ceremony, and he had no idea he was getting it! There were not that many awards given, and Brock was the only one who received one who was not a starter on the team! We are especially proud of him because Dad had read earlier, of this award and the great man for whom they made it! He was BYU's equipment manager for many years, and so beloved by all who knew him. He was the spiritual uplift of the guys on the team, and was always there, cheering them on as a team and also in an individual way, with a listening ear and sympathetic heart for anyone who was down, or needed to have his confidence strengthened! During the evening of awards last week, they played clips of each of the players who were being honored and Brock's clip showed his enthusiasm and support for the team and individuals. It really touched Brock's heart and the hearts of everyone. In fact, one man came up to him afterward and said, "The only football player that was honored tonight whose hand that I want to shake, is the hand of the recipient of this coveted "Floyd Johnson Shield of Faith Award!" Congratulations! Brock went home and wept! He realized that giving 110% in everything he did, from weight-lifting, and all that tough, football practices entail, to serving and supporting others with his whole heart, pays off in character and integrity and makes everyone around him become a better person and a better player because of his example!! Another "tender mercy" for him, was the fact that Coach Reynolds came up to him and wanted to know what number he would like put on his jersey. Wanting Lance's number, but not thinking it would be available, he said, " Is number 36 available?" "Yep", responded the coach. So we will know what number to look for from now on!<br /><br />Today was an especially rewarding Sunday. We are practicing some of the most beautiful songs in our Ward Easter program, and we have some of the most beautiful singing voices I've heard in a choir and as soloists. The program should have everyone feeling the Spirit of love for the Savior by the time it ends. After choir practice, we helped with the Filipino dinner and then I taught some piano students, Virginia, Erlinda and Mary Jane! They are such a joy to teach because they get soo excited to learn new things and just squeal and hug me during the lessons! Erlinda told me, " We want to make our teacher happy - so we practice every day." Can you imagine such appreciative students? Here is a picture of those that were with me today! They have such tough lives, living and working away from their families and children, who are being taken care of by others in the Philippines while they work here to send money to them. But you have never seen a happier, more grateful people for the little that they have! <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKCMIMebCP4kTPScsqEC4thPp8GxLWeAm9DyFgcWtdNjK3rsPf2rHpWmQI1yBsJ0Z5myMFxtx7FWU0bxiSjwCCalfooivKs4_GXzJdDIAARZuBRAUeEiDXZfQudMISwpyRBhiJIE5JHW4/s1600-h/P1000037.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKCMIMebCP4kTPScsqEC4thPp8GxLWeAm9DyFgcWtdNjK3rsPf2rHpWmQI1yBsJ0Z5myMFxtx7FWU0bxiSjwCCalfooivKs4_GXzJdDIAARZuBRAUeEiDXZfQudMISwpyRBhiJIE5JHW4/s320/P1000037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178346721415671458" border="0" /></a>This Saturday, at the 2:00 session, we should have Virginia, Chris Allen, and Leonora, from our Temple Preparation class, receive their Temple blessings! The sisters want me to be their escort. I hope we can arrange it at the Temple, and that they don't need me in another capacity there at that time! President Walker said it shouldn't be too busy because it is election day here and most people will be voting!<br /><br />President Eyring's article in this last special issue of the "Ensign", really hit home to me as I pondered it a second time. There is so much I can learn from his suggestion to ponder the times in my life that the Atonement has helped me change and repent and give thanks to Father for those times. We can then help others more and be a more powerful voice, if WE can get the gift of bearing a sure witness that Jesus is the Christ and the Savior of the world! The time I thought of, was when I felt such resentful feelings toward Pop and the way he treated Mom and my brother Doug. I d to feel that way towards him, but I did, and I had to work so hard to feel good towards him for so many years. But as I kept trying to repent and asking the Lord to help me, I began to feel a great appreciation and love for him, and the Lord made those negative feelings disappear. None of them are left!! What a miracle! It was so hard at first, but as I persisted in asking for help, it became easy!! What a testimony to me of His Atoning power to change our very hearts! WEll, there are so many wonderful experiences I still desire to share with you, but I'd better head to bed. It is late and Dad has fallen asleep! THE CHURCH IS TRUE AND WE LOVE YOU!! Mom and DadE/S MILLERhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14928007536257371169noreply@blogger.com1