This is Embu. It is a town about 20 kilometers southwest of São Paulo. Every week-end artists, craftsmen, seamstresses, weavers, pastry makers, jewelry artisans and the like, line the streets of this little city to sell their wares. We took the bus along with the Dilles to show them this quaint community that we have visited many times before. We stopped near the Temple to pick-up Dr. and Sister Hill who wanted to come along with us and they helped us find our way there.
Dr. Hill, Elder Dille, Sister Dille, Sister Hill and Jerry stopping to look over jewelry at one of the many booths that line dozens of the streets here.
We are looking down on a small praça (town square) from the 2nd story of an old church and monestery. It dates from the 1690's and now serves as a museum. The street descending this hill had a gallery on the left side that featured hundreds of paintings and some of the most ornately carved doors and coffee tables we have ever seen. Jerry and I were particularly taken with a brightly colored and intricately carved glass-topped table. Our enthusiam was dampened considerably when we learned the the asking price was $7,000.00. (R$ 12.000,00)
Another view from the same old building. We ate lunch in a restaurant similar to orange colored one in the upper left hand corner. Before we did so Dr.Hill asked one of the waitresses if they soaked their lettuce and other salad fixing in Clorox water to kill the "bugs". Assuring him that they had done so, we felt better about eating there.
A third view from a different room of the museum. We were asked not to take photos of the inside of the old church, but I felt comfortable taking these pictures from the windows of the church.Clockwise from the bottom left: Dr Richard C. Hill & his wife Sister Kerma Hill (from Blackfoot, Idaho); Sister Sandra Dille & her husband Elder Larry Dille (from Tremonton, Utah) and Jerry. The restaurant was old but very clean and we enjoyed a pleasant meal with each other.
We couldn't resist taking a picture of this fellow who was trying to sell these three adorable little puppies. He was more than willing for us to take his picture.
The fellow with the beard on the right side of his booth is selling hand made musical instruments for children. These are the kind of whistles and drums that grandparents buy for their grandchildren and then the grandkids drive their parents wild with the incessant racket. (Note to our kids -- We did not buy any of them!...Should we?)
1 comment:
I love seeing this kind of excursion. It looks like a great place to visit. The food looks delicious. Just my kind of post.
Thanks.
D.
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