tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46059741634415212912012-01-28T16:41:23.459-08:00Los caminos siempre traen consigo una historia...Rafael A. Bazán T.noreply@blogger.comBlogger221100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605974163441521291.post-59455639419615810482010-01-10T11:22:00.001-08:002010-01-10T11:46:50.748-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/S0oukTJnGeI/AAAAAAAAF7M/nV_oK4FnYaY/s1600-h/P1080313.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/S0oukTJnGeI/AAAAAAAAF7M/nV_oK4FnYaY/s320/P1080313.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425199902271936994" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/S0oukPO8QDI/AAAAAAAAF7E/cvXIsSodDow/s1600-h/P1080318.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/S0oukPO8QDI/AAAAAAAAF7E/cvXIsSodDow/s320/P1080318.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425199901220552754" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/S0oujngV8-I/AAAAAAAAF68/rPu3eMPcuYA/s1600-h/P1080319.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/S0oujngV8-I/AAAAAAAAF68/rPu3eMPcuYA/s320/P1080319.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425199890556122082" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/S0oujTLHbeI/AAAAAAAAF60/G0acfCxNAwM/s1600-h/P1080330.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/S0oujTLHbeI/AAAAAAAAF60/G0acfCxNAwM/s320/P1080330.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425199885098380770" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/S0oujCB0LHI/AAAAAAAAF6s/-lgwu9hCdt0/s1600-h/P1080334.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/S0oujCB0LHI/AAAAAAAAF6s/-lgwu9hCdt0/s320/P1080334.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425199880495967346" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4605974163441521291-5945563941961581048?l=cuentosycaminos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael A. Bazán T.noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605974163441521291.post-75881634563948445952010-01-04T13:30:00.000-08:002010-01-04T13:55:41.642-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/S0JhseuFU6I/AAAAAAAAF5k/fZQEnVL0be0/s1600-h/P1080726.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/S0JhseuFU6I/AAAAAAAAF5k/fZQEnVL0be0/s320/P1080726.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423004318095987618" /></a> Carlitos a orillas del malecon de Chichirivichi.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/S0JhsEN_iGI/AAAAAAAAF5c/L9NYdMJry9s/s1600-h/P1080727.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/S0JhsEN_iGI/AAAAAAAAF5c/L9NYdMJry9s/s320/P1080727.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423004310982068322" /></a> Carlitos y Jedursi (o algo así)<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/S0JhrjNBbwI/AAAAAAAAF5U/rBcAGifrA0U/s1600-h/P1080729.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/S0JhrjNBbwI/AAAAAAAAF5U/rBcAGifrA0U/s320/P1080729.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423004302119628546" /></a> Lancha hacia Cayo Sal<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/S0JfsT2hKOI/AAAAAAAAF5M/FljyRItQVC0/s1600-h/P1080732.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/S0JfsT2hKOI/AAAAAAAAF5M/FljyRItQVC0/s320/P1080732.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423002116155320546" /></a> Bienvenida a Cayo sal<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/S0Jfrx_RCHI/AAAAAAAAF5E/mdsm9eMKIkM/s1600-h/P1080733.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/S0Jfrx_RCHI/AAAAAAAAF5E/mdsm9eMKIkM/s320/P1080733.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423002107065206898" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/S0JfrlNo6vI/AAAAAAAAF48/XkALBNHtCUI/s1600-h/P1080734.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/S0JfrlNo6vI/AAAAAAAAF48/XkALBNHtCUI/s320/P1080734.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423002103635831538" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/S0Jezgpz32I/AAAAAAAAF40/qnJQRWHQbx4/s1600-h/P1080737.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/S0Jezgpz32I/AAAAAAAAF40/qnJQRWHQbx4/s320/P1080737.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423001140339138402" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/S0JezO-36ZI/AAAAAAAAF4s/guTcFTBJPSI/s1600-h/P1080739.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/S0JezO-36ZI/AAAAAAAAF4s/guTcFTBJPSI/s320/P1080739.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423001135595645330" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/S0JeyiMuGpI/AAAAAAAAF4k/VCnm2Qu5PX8/s1600-h/P1080740.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/S0JeyiMuGpI/AAAAAAAAF4k/VCnm2Qu5PX8/s320/P1080740.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423001123574127250" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4605974163441521291-7588163456394844595?l=cuentosycaminos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael A. Bazán T.noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605974163441521291.post-63095319752977259872009-09-27T07:15:00.000-07:002009-12-27T08:10:12.691-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzeGc-DzT_I/AAAAAAAAF4c/a0NPlwEy_zI/s1600-h/P1070941.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzeGc-DzT_I/AAAAAAAAF4c/a0NPlwEy_zI/s320/P1070941.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419948508817084402" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzeGGKdOlAI/AAAAAAAAF4U/MCwctw8Wqg0/s1600-h/P1070946.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzeGGKdOlAI/AAAAAAAAF4U/MCwctw8Wqg0/s320/P1070946.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419948117007963138" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzeGF7mc7QI/AAAAAAAAF4M/kSZjEDvveJY/s1600-h/P1070956.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzeGF7mc7QI/AAAAAAAAF4M/kSZjEDvveJY/s320/P1070956.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419948113020120322" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzeGFlOUYbI/AAAAAAAAF4E/k2VlJ2nUxwk/s1600-h/P1070960.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzeGFlOUYbI/AAAAAAAAF4E/k2VlJ2nUxwk/s320/P1070960.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419948107013317042" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzeGFLHrN1I/AAAAAAAAF38/X9H8A5RImC0/s1600-h/P1070969.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzeGFLHrN1I/AAAAAAAAF38/X9H8A5RImC0/s320/P1070969.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419948100006131538" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzeGE-wgZ3I/AAAAAAAAF30/F1HRxvcc3PE/s1600-h/P1070970.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Szd-UNJfVdI/AAAAAAAAF18/ZHgxAyrOfFY/s320/P1080029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419939562155627986" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Szd7806jfYI/AAAAAAAAF10/gcJPKPs-WMY/s1600-h/P1080034.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Szd7806jfYI/AAAAAAAAF10/gcJPKPs-WMY/s320/P1080034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419936961490288002" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Szd78aZH_bI/AAAAAAAAF1s/Sq6SnOFES9g/s1600-h/P1080041.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Szd78aZH_bI/AAAAAAAAF1s/Sq6SnOFES9g/s320/P1080041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419936954370751922" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Szd78K14C_I/AAAAAAAAF1k/6x18kRp_8QE/s1600-h/P1080049.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Szd78K14C_I/AAAAAAAAF1k/6x18kRp_8QE/s320/P1080049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419936950196374514" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Szd77z_C8HI/AAAAAAAAF1c/uM663-1Qdm4/s1600-h/P1080051.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Szd77z_C8HI/AAAAAAAAF1c/uM663-1Qdm4/s320/P1080051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419936944060821618" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Szd77nlcdJI/AAAAAAAAF1U/QjMcWKWKDqI/s1600-h/P1080052.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Szd77nlcdJI/AAAAAAAAF1U/QjMcWKWKDqI/s320/P1080052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419936940732216466" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4605974163441521291-6309531975297725987?l=cuentosycaminos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael A. Bazán T.noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605974163441521291.post-23059996560360396312009-09-26T06:14:00.000-07:002009-12-27T07:04:22.798-08:00MUNICIPIO DE BEJUMA: <br /><br />Poblado de Chirgua<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzdzUdQkzPI/AAAAAAAAF1M/ErVfbR5OIq4/s1600-h/P1070878.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzdzUdQkzPI/AAAAAAAAF1M/ErVfbR5OIq4/s320/P1070878.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419927471852408050" /></a> A las sombras de un robusto árbol de samán, en la Plaza Bolívar de Chirgua<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzdzT0Iu6bI/AAAAAAAAF1E/qHmB-fSthH4/s1600-h/P1070880.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzdzT0Iu6bI/AAAAAAAAF1E/qHmB-fSthH4/s320/P1070880.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419927460813662642" /></a> El Bolívar de Chirgua<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzdybfbMWQI/AAAAAAAAF08/Ur3VuWh_AsA/s1600-h/P1070879.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzdybfbMWQI/AAAAAAAAF08/Ur3VuWh_AsA/s320/P1070879.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419926493181270274" /></a> Plaza Bolívar <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzdybJ86tJI/AAAAAAAAF00/J82qBFEvDB8/s1600-h/P1070883.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzdybJ86tJI/AAAAAAAAF00/J82qBFEvDB8/s320/P1070883.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419926487417140370" /></a> Iglesia de Chirgua<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzdyawwupVI/AAAAAAAAF0s/jiPHsg6nHJ8/s1600-h/P1070890.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzdyawwupVI/AAAAAAAAF0s/jiPHsg6nHJ8/s320/P1070890.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419926480655131986" /></a> Vía monumento indigena de Cariaprima<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Szdyahr-htI/AAAAAAAAF0k/tUzQb_VMV60/s1600-h/P1070891.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Szdyahr-htI/AAAAAAAAF0k/tUzQb_VMV60/s320/P1070891.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419926476608669394" /></a> Puesto de entrada al monumento<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzdyaKGrx9I/AAAAAAAAF0c/ao6T_cFTrm0/s1600-h/P1070893.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzdyaKGrx9I/AAAAAAAAF0c/ao6T_cFTrm0/s320/P1070893.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419926470278236114" /></a> Una casa de la vía<br />Población de Bejuma<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Szdwah0b8RI/AAAAAAAAFz0/Mn4-9C2J5bw/s1600-h/P1070894.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Szdwah0b8RI/AAAAAAAAFz0/Mn4-9C2J5bw/s320/P1070894.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419924277620896018" /></a> Entrada al Poblado<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Szdwa86KUkI/AAAAAAAAFz8/5Wk3p2wUgk4/s1600-h/P1070899.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Szdwa86KUkI/AAAAAAAAFz8/5Wk3p2wUgk4/s320/P1070899.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419924284892664386" /></a> Las motoscicletas son el principal medio de transporte<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzdwbYmcH6I/AAAAAAAAF0E/j-3SJ1MYAeo/s1600-h/P1070909.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzdwbYmcH6I/AAAAAAAAF0E/j-3SJ1MYAeo/s320/P1070909.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419924292326137762" /></a> Comiendo antes de seguir viajando<br />Poblado de Canoabo<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzdwcOsM0II/AAAAAAAAF0U/n8yzo-GXzc8/s1600-h/P1070912.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzdwcOsM0II/AAAAAAAAF0U/n8yzo-GXzc8/s320/P1070912.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419924306845814914" /></a> Plaza Bolívar de canoabo.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Szdwb4xhaYI/AAAAAAAAF0M/oowr8cF_Kcc/s1600-h/P1070911.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Szdwb4xhaYI/AAAAAAAAF0M/oowr8cF_Kcc/s320/P1070911.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419924300962556290" /></a> Una de las calles del pueblo<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzdtdE4eBBI/AAAAAAAAFzk/C5CtxqJ6IXs/s1600-h/P1070928.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzdtdE4eBBI/AAAAAAAAFzk/C5CtxqJ6IXs/s320/P1070928.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419921022857905170" /></a> Lugar donde venden los mejores helados en canoabo... no lo dejen pasar.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Szdtc1wMufI/AAAAAAAAFzc/zHOP917EL7Y/s1600-h/P1070924.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Szdtc1wMufI/AAAAAAAAFzc/zHOP917EL7Y/s320/P1070924.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419921018796685810" /></a> Entrada a barrio de descanso... el cementerio del pueblo. Interesante las inscripciones que tiene a la entrada. "tanto vivir para morir aquí"...<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Szdtcg_7igI/AAAAAAAAFzU/zHO030-6Mug/s1600-h/P1070920.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Szdtcg_7igI/AAAAAAAAFzU/zHO030-6Mug/s320/P1070920.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419921013225523714" /></a> Calle del Pueblo.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzdtcVw-35I/AAAAAAAAFzM/UzgPftUrqME/s1600-h/P1070915.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzdtcVw-35I/AAAAAAAAFzM/UzgPftUrqME/s320/P1070915.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419921010210037650" /></a> Iglesia de Canoabo<br />MUNICIPIO DE MONTALBAN:<br />Poblado de Montalban<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzdtdqWJY4I/AAAAAAAAFzs/70mghG51vhw/s1600-h/P1070938.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzdtdqWJY4I/AAAAAAAAFzs/70mghG51vhw/s320/P1070938.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419921032914494338" /></a> Iglesia de Montalbán<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4605974163441521291-2305999656036039631?l=cuentosycaminos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael A. Bazán T.noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605974163441521291.post-56347294231836153482009-07-18T09:28:00.000-07:002009-12-27T08:22:59.928-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT_TWCtp2I/AAAAAAAAFyg/GnolTULybGw/s1600-h/P1070224.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT_TWCtp2I/AAAAAAAAFyg/GnolTULybGw/s400/P1070224.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419236959433107298" /></a> Salida del Aeropuerto Internacional Arturo Michelena, Valencia Edo. Carabobo.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT_TgOXGXI/AAAAAAAAFyo/GmGLYdurhgI/s1600-h/P1070225.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT_TgOXGXI/AAAAAAAAFyo/GmGLYdurhgI/s400/P1070225.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419236962166315378" /></a> Emocionada por tu primera vez en un avión.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT-uvXs0CI/AAAAAAAAFx4/UFOXeqo0QA4/s1600-h/P1070229.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT-uvXs0CI/AAAAAAAAFx4/UFOXeqo0QA4/s400/P1070229.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419236330576859170" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT-v9PTvcI/AAAAAAAAFyY/9V_fA-MRRAc/s1600-h/P1070251.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT-v9PTvcI/AAAAAAAAFyY/9V_fA-MRRAc/s400/P1070251.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419236351479627202" /></a> Tremenda negrita...<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT-vh4mtGI/AAAAAAAAFyQ/dXuQFmpYa-U/s1600-h/P1070250.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT-vh4mtGI/AAAAAAAAFyQ/dXuQFmpYa-U/s400/P1070250.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419236344136643682" /></a> A la entrada del CC<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT-vLvIT3I/AAAAAAAAFyI/qZ02qRxHDHA/s1600-h/P1070249.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT-vLvIT3I/AAAAAAAAFyI/qZ02qRxHDHA/s400/P1070249.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419236338191322994" /></a> Entrada de barcos a Curazao.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT-u6xYOZI/AAAAAAAAFyA/PrjHZuzkEFs/s1600-h/P1070244.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT-u6xYOZI/AAAAAAAAFyA/PrjHZuzkEFs/s400/P1070244.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419236333637351826" /></a> Paseo a la orillas de la mar...<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT9cbpj1DI/AAAAAAAAFxw/TIr307iRnto/s1600-h/P1070278.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT9cbpj1DI/AAAAAAAAFxw/TIr307iRnto/s400/P1070278.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419234916533785650" /></a> Bandera de las antillas<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT9cFNOEEI/AAAAAAAAFxo/QS7cpSBxlQA/s1600-h/P1070274.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT9cFNOEEI/AAAAAAAAFxo/QS7cpSBxlQA/s400/P1070274.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419234910509338690" /></a> una miradita...<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT9b99sphI/AAAAAAAAFxg/U9E1fJ2Nhfc/s1600-h/P1070273.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT9b99sphI/AAAAAAAAFxg/U9E1fJ2Nhfc/s400/P1070273.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419234908565186066" /></a> <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT9bukSlCI/AAAAAAAAFxY/byJVXU251nk/s1600-h/P1070271.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT9bukSlCI/AAAAAAAAFxY/byJVXU251nk/s400/P1070271.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419234904432088098" /></a> Curazao...<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT9bakFckI/AAAAAAAAFxQ/Zi9g1FGfGk4/s1600-h/P1070253.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT9bakFckI/AAAAAAAAFxQ/Zi9g1FGfGk4/s400/P1070253.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419234899062518338" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT8E5_R4mI/AAAAAAAAFxI/szV7Mh01lSc/s1600-h/P1070301.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT8E5_R4mI/AAAAAAAAFxI/szV7Mh01lSc/s400/P1070301.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419233412849459810" /></a> De paseo...<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT8Ekf6f0I/AAAAAAAAFxA/jtgYvmOZ3kM/s1600-h/P1070300.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT8Ekf6f0I/AAAAAAAAFxA/jtgYvmOZ3kM/s400/P1070300.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419233407080759106" /></a> un besito...<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT8EGrbZMI/AAAAAAAAFw4/NMgVB5d0028/s1600-h/P1070298.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT8EGrbZMI/AAAAAAAAFw4/NMgVB5d0028/s400/P1070298.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419233399075988674" /></a> una fotico mas...<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT8D378vkI/AAAAAAAAFww/ddcPMxpCoDM/s1600-h/P1070296.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT8D378vkI/AAAAAAAAFww/ddcPMxpCoDM/s400/P1070296.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419233395118751298" /></a> el paseo...<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT8Dml_mkI/AAAAAAAAFwo/zk3WSwn5aIE/s1600-h/P1070287.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT8Dml_mkI/AAAAAAAAFwo/zk3WSwn5aIE/s400/P1070287.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419233390463261250" /></a> el muelle<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT6lQpCTmI/AAAAAAAAFwY/HCo5bgPZct4/s1600-h/P1070343.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT6lQpCTmI/AAAAAAAAFwY/HCo5bgPZct4/s400/P1070343.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419231769662738018" /></a> después de comer<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT6lIyE80I/AAAAAAAAFwQ/Z9SbfRPUA8w/s1600-h/P1070326.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT6lIyE80I/AAAAAAAAFwQ/Z9SbfRPUA8w/s400/P1070326.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419231767553176386" /></a> <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT6k8uNAKI/AAAAAAAAFwI/e_aXoQJIKto/s1600-h/P1070313.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT6k8uNAKI/AAAAAAAAFwI/e_aXoQJIKto/s400/P1070313.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419231764315701410" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT6kp4yZJI/AAAAAAAAFwA/ZvDw4cbmx-Y/s1600-h/P1070303.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT6kp4yZJI/AAAAAAAAFwA/ZvDw4cbmx-Y/s400/P1070303.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419231759259821202" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT4Pa0WZ5I/AAAAAAAAFvw/4VhnSrSOa2Y/s1600-h/P1070358.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT4Pa0WZ5I/AAAAAAAAFvw/4VhnSrSOa2Y/s400/P1070358.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419229195414169490" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT4PpkPzeI/AAAAAAAAFv4/XjkL_j0F7G4/s1600-h/P1070379.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT4PpkPzeI/AAAAAAAAFv4/XjkL_j0F7G4/s400/P1070379.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419229199373159906" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT3KsX0CbI/AAAAAAAAFvg/7Ya0OFlFNrk/s1600-h/P1070399.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT3KsX0CbI/AAAAAAAAFvg/7Ya0OFlFNrk/s400/P1070399.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419228014715341234" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT3KUOEoNI/AAAAAAAAFvY/i1hT6nmmYC0/s1600-h/P1070388.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT3KUOEoNI/AAAAAAAAFvY/i1hT6nmmYC0/s400/P1070388.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419228008232034514" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT3K-qmpeI/AAAAAAAAFvo/bsOopzdtmZU/s1600-h/P1070404.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SzT3K-qmpeI/AAAAAAAAFvo/bsOopzdtmZU/s400/P1070404.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419228019625993698" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4605974163441521291-5634729423183615348?l=cuentosycaminos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael A. Bazán T.noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605974163441521291.post-2999024939821122972009-02-01T04:21:00.000-08:002009-03-01T07:26:04.204-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaqmR9u-7yI/AAAAAAAAFoA/FOr8ai2SVvk/s1600-h/P1050351.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaqmR9u-7yI/AAAAAAAAFoA/FOr8ai2SVvk/s400/P1050351.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308237938369163042" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaqmRXE4fCI/AAAAAAAAFn4/EBct51Aa7bw/s1600-h/P1050354.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaqmRXE4fCI/AAAAAAAAFn4/EBct51Aa7bw/s400/P1050354.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308237927992032290" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaqmRdzmjDI/AAAAAAAAFnw/n46oightkB8/s1600-h/P1050359.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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Bazán T.noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605974163441521291.post-62412577601756256192009-01-17T06:32:00.001-08:002009-02-23T10:08:01.423-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaLhjrOLW_I/AAAAAAAAFlo/_2IAVuzVLKg/s1600-h/P1030818.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaLhjrOLW_I/AAAAAAAAFlo/_2IAVuzVLKg/s400/P1030818.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306051314009725938" /></a> Preparando el desayuno al pelotón.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaLhjRxPuxI/AAAAAAAAFlg/IoKExx235XI/s1600-h/P1030838.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaLhjRxPuxI/AAAAAAAAFlg/IoKExx235XI/s400/P1030838.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306051307177491218" /></a> Vista de Río Claro desde la Hacienda La Cuchilla<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaLhiRmlt3I/AAAAAAAAFlY/uQWB97MZC9s/s1600-h/P1030851.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaLhiRmlt3I/AAAAAAAAFlY/uQWB97MZC9s/s400/P1030851.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306051289952925554" /></a> Una noche bajo la luna... entre la montaña.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKbN12o6ZI/AAAAAAAAFk4/YF5L7IOa63k/s1600-h/P1030854.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKbN12o6ZI/AAAAAAAAFk4/YF5L7IOa63k/s400/P1030854.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305973973092723090" /></a> En la noche a orillas de una laguneta que por la oscuridad no logramos ver bien...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKbNkNN2pI/AAAAAAAAFkw/UzvrSJzC20I/s1600-h/P1030858.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKbNkNN2pI/AAAAAAAAFkw/UzvrSJzC20I/s400/P1030858.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305973968355580562" /></a>Este... no sigan este ejemplo.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKbNWHGclI/AAAAAAAAFko/d2nGfZ46nqg/s1600-h/P1030875.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKbNWHGclI/AAAAAAAAFko/d2nGfZ46nqg/s400/P1030875.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305973964571832914" /></a> En la piedra también se goza... durante las noches el grupo se iba a pasar un rato bajo las estrellas...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKXO564FrI/AAAAAAAAFkg/otE4IYn6zXQ/s1600-h/P1030879.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKXO564FrI/AAAAAAAAFkg/otE4IYn6zXQ/s400/P1030879.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305969593317594802" /></a> Bueno Sres. comenzó la hora loca.... a bailar...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKXOgkuAGI/AAAAAAAAFkY/IsHLPh4NeNg/s1600-h/P1030881.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKXOgkuAGI/AAAAAAAAFkY/IsHLPh4NeNg/s400/P1030881.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305969586513772642" /></a> Adivina quien soy...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKXOmTBjjI/AAAAAAAAFkQ/2PqrEmsqHQA/s1600-h/P1030882.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKXOmTBjjI/AAAAAAAAFkQ/2PqrEmsqHQA/s400/P1030882.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305969588050169394" /></a> tenian que ser Torres...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKVCk268ZI/AAAAAAAAFkI/XHHMd1TqrPI/s1600-h/P1030883.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKVCk268ZI/AAAAAAAAFkI/XHHMd1TqrPI/s400/P1030883.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305967182482174354" /></a> La abuela también en su hora loca...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKVCbZJlnI/AAAAAAAAFkA/Q2UhWntyQnQ/s1600-h/P1030885.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKVCbZJlnI/AAAAAAAAFkA/Q2UhWntyQnQ/s400/P1030885.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305967179941385842" /></a> Juan Pedro como baila...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKVCTgOuyI/AAAAAAAAFj4/YEtmcL0WiCk/s1600-h/P1030890.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKVCTgOuyI/AAAAAAAAFj4/YEtmcL0WiCk/s400/P1030890.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305967177823599394" /></a> Mamá y José<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKTp0WoAaI/AAAAAAAAFjw/SghcKqtnJps/s1600-h/P1030893.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKTp0WoAaI/AAAAAAAAFjw/SghcKqtnJps/s400/P1030893.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305965657633325474" /></a> Isable también baila... mirala pués.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKTp7IExuI/AAAAAAAAFjo/Skc7a7OSxD8/s1600-h/P1030895.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKTp7IExuI/AAAAAAAAFjo/Skc7a7OSxD8/s400/P1030895.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305965659451344610" /></a> José y pepe brindan por la hora loca<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKTpid8tTI/AAAAAAAAFjg/sZSBDO0m4H0/s1600-h/P1030897.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKTpid8tTI/AAAAAAAAFjg/sZSBDO0m4H0/s400/P1030897.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305965652832204082" /></a> upaaaaaa.... miralo pués.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKRb9qdSGI/AAAAAAAAFjY/g5TvbnIyAzM/s1600-h/P1030899.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKRb9qdSGI/AAAAAAAAFjY/g5TvbnIyAzM/s400/P1030899.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305963220591003746" /></a> Ya no es la hora loca... Fueron 4 horas locas<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKRbXLiskI/AAAAAAAAFjQ/adAmrOWuKy4/s1600-h/P1030901.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKRbXLiskI/AAAAAAAAFjQ/adAmrOWuKy4/s400/P1030901.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305963210260787778" /></a> Pedro José, Piera y Juan en la hora loca y bien loca que fué.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKRbDkFapI/AAAAAAAAFjI/YpEI_RMwLjk/s1600-h/P1030911.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKRbDkFapI/AAAAAAAAFjI/YpEI_RMwLjk/s400/P1030911.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305963204995017362" /></a> Ramón se quitó el moño...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKOudLxsnI/AAAAAAAAFjA/IugKEAQjX3k/s1600-h/P1030931.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKOudLxsnI/AAAAAAAAFjA/IugKEAQjX3k/s400/P1030931.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305960239755014770" /></a> haciendo trampas<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKOuAKbJ5I/AAAAAAAAFi4/omM08eQSaJ8/s1600-h/P1030937.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKOuAKbJ5I/AAAAAAAAFi4/omM08eQSaJ8/s400/P1030937.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305960231964714898" /></a> La Chucha con fiebre y malestar pero aun así bailó...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKMDSmUlJI/AAAAAAAAFiw/7eTkdRI3j34/s1600-h/P1030938.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SaKMDSmUlJI/AAAAAAAAFiw/7eTkdRI3j34/s400/P1030938.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305957299155932306" /></a>Vista parcial de Rio Claro, desde la Cuchilla<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SZ_3XiVOGLI/AAAAAAAAFfA/2VKxkmpC94Q/s1600-h/P1030942.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SZ_3XiVOGLI/AAAAAAAAFfA/2VKxkmpC94Q/s400/P1030942.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305230869790595250" /></a><br />Parecen damnificados pero no son...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SZ_3Xnf32FI/AAAAAAAAFe4/doPbm2mNVDk/s1600-h/P1030945.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SZ_3Xnf32FI/AAAAAAAAFe4/doPbm2mNVDk/s400/P1030945.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305230871177451602" /></a>La familia Ramos nos despide hasta la próxima<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SZ_3XQU2LuI/AAAAAAAAFew/8i5eakJMAmA/s1600-h/P1030947.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SZ_3XQU2LuI/AAAAAAAAFew/8i5eakJMAmA/s400/P1030947.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305230864957189858" /></a>El tio, espera nuestro regreso... <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SZ_00RUjYGI/AAAAAAAAFeo/I54dP-BeChw/s1600-h/P1030949.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SZ_00RUjYGI/AAAAAAAAFeo/I54dP-BeChw/s400/P1030949.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305228064905715810" /></a>Dejando atrás buenos recuerdos familiares<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SZ_00cKZYCI/AAAAAAAAFeg/jl4OGOveIpQ/s1600-h/P1030956.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SZ_00cKZYCI/AAAAAAAAFeg/jl4OGOveIpQ/s400/P1030956.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305228067815907362" /></a>Av. Principal de la Población de Carora<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SZ_0zjPijXI/AAAAAAAAFeY/eXft1gMB0OE/s1600-h/P1030959.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SZ_0zjPijXI/AAAAAAAAFeY/eXft1gMB0OE/s400/P1030959.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305228052536659314" /></a>Calles de Carora<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SZ_vudyplvI/AAAAAAAAFeQ/lyULc_T1poU/s1600-h/P1030964.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SZ_vudyplvI/AAAAAAAAFeQ/lyULc_T1poU/s400/P1030964.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305222467615823602" /></a> Almorzando para emprender el retorno<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SZ_vuM1eqWI/AAAAAAAAFeI/0RkAcntsV3U/s1600-h/P1030967.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SZ_vuM1eqWI/AAAAAAAAFeI/0RkAcntsV3U/s400/P1030967.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305222463064287586" /></a> Una foto familiar para el recuerdo<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SZ_vt471GtI/AAAAAAAAFeA/jX4AlBMB4zI/s1600-h/P1030971.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SZ_vt471GtI/AAAAAAAAFeA/jX4AlBMB4zI/s400/P1030971.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305222457722215122" /></a> Arco iris en la vía hacia Tintorero<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SZ_sqB8_o6I/AAAAAAAAFdo/8KBkqui9VAY/s1600-h/P1030986.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SZ_sqB8_o6I/AAAAAAAAFdo/8KBkqui9VAY/s400/P1030986.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305219092888658850" /></a> Crepúsculo Larense<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SZ_sqZRCebI/AAAAAAAAFdw/FdyeFUvgf28/s1600-h/P1030989.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SZ_sqZRCebI/AAAAAAAAFdw/FdyeFUvgf28/s400/P1030989.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305219099146746290" /></a> El atardecer en las tierras Luis Mariano<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SZ_sqqkqUTI/AAAAAAAAFd4/EyOsXcCNjJI/s1600-h/P1030991.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SZ_sqqkqUTI/AAAAAAAAFd4/EyOsXcCNjJI/s400/P1030991.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305219103792451890" /></a> Un accidente en la vía hacia Cubiro, algunas personas suben sin precaución... No corras para que puedas disfrutar de los paseos.<br /><br />Después de aqui, tuvimos que regresarnos a Quibor porque los hospedajes en Cubiro estaban todos cubiertos<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4605974163441521291-6241257760175625619?l=cuentosycaminos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael A. Bazán T.noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605974163441521291.post-33972432384261725882008-12-24T04:32:00.000-08:002009-01-17T06:28:56.301-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SXHZ1QHpkxI/AAAAAAAAFbw/FlXiqC0pJxI/s1600-h/P1030465.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SXHZ1QHpkxI/AAAAAAAAFbw/FlXiqC0pJxI/s400/P1030465.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292250546020389650" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SXHZ1h9QhDI/AAAAAAAAFb4/yTsATtgpSHg/s1600-h/P1030498.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SXHZ1h9QhDI/AAAAAAAAFb4/yTsATtgpSHg/s400/P1030498.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292250550808642610" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SXHZ2INzqXI/AAAAAAAAFcA/5E_QvvTrykY/s1600-h/P1030501.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SXHWONu2MBI/AAAAAAAAFbo/QcCJ5T7Xj4Y/s400/P1030534.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292246576829706258" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4605974163441521291-3397243238426172588?l=cuentosycaminos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael A. Bazán T.noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605974163441521291.post-57042197054557018362008-11-09T04:18:00.000-08:002008-11-09T07:21:20.478-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SRbdp--_qWI/AAAAAAAAFWk/Werv-BTt08w/s1600-h/P1020549.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SRbdp--_qWI/AAAAAAAAFWk/Werv-BTt08w/s320/P1020549.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266640527607966050" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SRbdplf89hI/AAAAAAAAFWc/ArqWnV0ENOI/s1600-h/P1020547.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SRbdplf89hI/AAAAAAAAFWc/ArqWnV0ENOI/s320/P1020547.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266640520766879250" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SRbdpPqjYwI/AAAAAAAAFWU/5Jzjzdu8zx8/s1600-h/P1020546.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SRbWbxFjHwI/AAAAAAAAFU0/oRMxSuGRpI4/s320/P1020563.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266632586777796354" /></a><br />Y esta niña no queria. Si claro, se ve.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4605974163441521291-5704219705455701836?l=cuentosycaminos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael A. Bazán T.noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605974163441521291.post-83766001322178521772008-08-10T06:21:00.000-07:002008-11-09T03:44:15.021-08:00Al norte de la ciudad de Maracay en el Edo. Aragua, se encuentra ubicado uno de los Parque Nacionales más importantes y grandes de Venezuela, el Parque Nacional Henri Pitier. Patrimonio Natural donde coinciden una gran cantidad y variedad de aves migratorias de todo el mundo.<br /><br />Uno de los accesos a este parque, dá por la Av. Las Delicias (vía Choroní) al pasar el puesto de Vigilancia en el Castaño se encuentra la 1era. entrada al Parque, conocido como Las Cocuizas.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SRbMIwgvgdI/AAAAAAAAFUc/p9r5EwNM_Bc/s1600-h/P1020321.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SRbMIwgvgdI/AAAAAAAAFUc/p9r5EwNM_Bc/s320/P1020321.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266621265089626578" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SRbMIbhRyNI/AAAAAAAAFUU/6h1oJCweWKg/s1600-h/P1020332.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SRbMIbhRyNI/AAAAAAAAFUU/6h1oJCweWKg/s320/P1020332.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266621259454728402" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SRbKRM5M41I/AAAAAAAAFUM/vc8YdxLxSUw/s1600-h/P1020324.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SRbKRM5M41I/AAAAAAAAFUM/vc8YdxLxSUw/s320/P1020324.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266619211124106066" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SRbKQj1HoaI/AAAAAAAAFUE/ps7uALfGToE/s1600-h/P1020322.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SRbKQj1HoaI/AAAAAAAAFUE/ps7uALfGToE/s320/P1020322.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266619200101130658" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SRbIKT5eFNI/AAAAAAAAFT8/ZNmWzJpekKQ/s1600-h/P1020328.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SRbIKT5eFNI/AAAAAAAAFT8/ZNmWzJpekKQ/s320/P1020328.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266616893721941202" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SRbIJ1hcCzI/AAAAAAAAFT0/tmIWcNxBGZk/s1600-h/P1020326.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SRbIJ1hcCzI/AAAAAAAAFT0/tmIWcNxBGZk/s320/P1020326.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266616885568080690" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SRbFpATkZKI/AAAAAAAAFTs/QMt8awDQPhA/s1600-h/P1020330.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SRbFpATkZKI/AAAAAAAAFTs/QMt8awDQPhA/s320/P1020330.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266614122503759010" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SRbFo4sTeII/AAAAAAAAFTk/FW6Z1c2vjW8/s1600-h/P1020329.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SRbFo4sTeII/AAAAAAAAFTk/FW6Z1c2vjW8/s320/P1020329.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266614120460023938" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4605974163441521291-8376600132217852177?l=cuentosycaminos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael A. Bazán T.noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605974163441521291.post-51557452405202458512008-08-07T11:58:00.000-07:002008-08-09T07:07:28.157-07:00Ya para finalizar las vacaciones que por ley me correspondian, realizamos un viaje a las costas Falconianas, especificamente a Chichirivichi, una pequeña población costera ubicada al este del Edo. Falcón. La vía en su gran mayoria esta bastante buena, se encuentran realizando la autopista, que facilita el acceso a las localidades de Tucacas y Chichirivichi. Todavia podemos encontrar algunos tramos que se encuentra en mal estado, sin embargo, lo huecos que se encuentran no son tan alarmantes todavia. <br /><br />La salida fué el lunes en la tarde y en aproximadamente hora y 45 min. estabamos ya en el pueblo de Chichirivichi. En él pueden encontrar una gran cantidad de Hoteles y Posadas, así como también el alquiler de casas y apartamentos. Nosotros corrimos con la suerte de conseguirnos en la entrada del pueblo al Sr. Antonio Marrero Propietario de la Posada Cangrejo Azul, ubicado en pleno centro del pueblo, a aproximadamente 5 cuadras del Malecón.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJ2Gif8nNVI/AAAAAAAADwA/Qhw3vdQv0B8/s1600-h/P1020260.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJ2Gif8nNVI/AAAAAAAADwA/Qhw3vdQv0B8/s400/P1020260.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232486269323785554" /></a> A nuestra llegada comenzamos a preparar las cosas...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJ2Gis2iC9I/AAAAAAAADwI/1XfkzM5hgEU/s1600-h/P1020263.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJ2Gis2iC9I/AAAAAAAADwI/1XfkzM5hgEU/s400/P1020263.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232486272787942354" /></a> Entrada a la Posada Cangrejo Azul...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJ2CUE2ibqI/AAAAAAAADvg/58OBbeDj7j4/s1600-h/P1020264.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJ2CUE2ibqI/AAAAAAAADvg/58OBbeDj7j4/s400/P1020264.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232481623485869730" /></a> El apartamento donde nos hospedamos era para aprox. 6 a 8 personas<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJ2CUU7K_0I/AAAAAAAADvo/UdUxRoFwuHg/s1600-h/P1020270.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJ2CUU7K_0I/AAAAAAAADvo/UdUxRoFwuHg/s400/P1020270.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232481627800272706" /></a> almuerzo del día siguiente... Un pescadito.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJ2CU6Dv6VI/AAAAAAAADvw/yIXFHrMd3WQ/s1600-h/P1020271.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJ2CU6Dv6VI/AAAAAAAADvw/yIXFHrMd3WQ/s400/P1020271.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232481637768358226" /></a> La posada cuenta con amplia cocina, sala, TV con cable, Baño, Aire acondicionado, y dos habitaciones<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJ2CVK_QbiI/AAAAAAAADv4/TYTTKnp3zho/s1600-h/P1020272.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJ2CVK_QbiI/AAAAAAAADv4/TYTTKnp3zho/s400/P1020272.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232481642312920610" /></a> Merly sale a la playa...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJyj9_T6lUI/AAAAAAAADvQ/WpW0jKy4MIA/s1600-h/P1020275.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJyj9_T6lUI/AAAAAAAADvQ/WpW0jKy4MIA/s400/P1020275.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232237152459986242" /></a> Las calles de Chichirivichi, como tipico pueblo comercial y turistico posee negocios variados a los gusto de los visitantes.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJyj-Jd1lGI/AAAAAAAADvY/1JrGTZQKe5Q/s1600-h/P1020277.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJyj-Jd1lGI/AAAAAAAADvY/1JrGTZQKe5Q/s400/P1020277.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232237155185955938" /></a> Desde el Malecón podemos observar la Isla (Cayo) Muerto (al fondo) y las tipicas embarcaciones<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJyh0RekRsI/AAAAAAAADvA/sv76C3G31FQ/s1600-h/P1020278.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJyh0RekRsI/AAAAAAAADvA/sv76C3G31FQ/s400/P1020278.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232234786514552514" /></a> De este lado podemos ver Isla (Cayo) Sal, a un poco más de distancia.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJyh0p0QRUI/AAAAAAAADvI/QPoQUbph0TI/s1600-h/P1020279.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJyh0p0QRUI/AAAAAAAADvI/QPoQUbph0TI/s400/P1020279.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232234793047967042" /></a> Los pescadores del pueblo avistan a la mar contemplando su encanto.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtbATnskjI/AAAAAAAADuo/utZumdK9K5c/s1600-h/P1020281.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtbATnskjI/AAAAAAAADuo/utZumdK9K5c/s400/P1020281.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231875452945863218" /></a> Flori disfruta igualmente de la magia del mar<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtbATTPcGI/AAAAAAAADuw/VX1hIBP8Hk8/s1600-h/P1020283.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtbATTPcGI/AAAAAAAADuw/VX1hIBP8Hk8/s400/P1020283.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231875452860067938" /></a> Desde el malecón me toman esta fotico.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtbAuJYeHI/AAAAAAAADu4/PcOrRPTYpeI/s1600-h/P1020285.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtbAuJYeHI/AAAAAAAADu4/PcOrRPTYpeI/s400/P1020285.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231875460066474098" /></a> Pueden observarse a lo largo del malecón ls embarcaciones turisticas y de pesca, fuente de ingresos de los pobladores.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtYlz9yjQI/AAAAAAAADuQ/DmB0h_t2v4Y/s1600-h/P1020286.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtYlz9yjQI/AAAAAAAADuQ/DmB0h_t2v4Y/s400/P1020286.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231872798748740866" /></a> Embarcaciones de pesca<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtYmLFwNMI/AAAAAAAADuY/g-sfmefLxFA/s1600-h/P1020288.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtYmLFwNMI/AAAAAAAADuY/g-sfmefLxFA/s400/P1020288.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231872804956157122" /></a> Al aguaaaaa...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtYmbWNclI/AAAAAAAADug/ysO9ycwi1gk/s1600-h/P1020289.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtYmbWNclI/AAAAAAAADug/ysO9ycwi1gk/s400/P1020289.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231872809320149586" /></a> Cayo Sal, una de las Islas más visitadas por los turistas que llegan a Chichirivichi.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtUqae3nMI/AAAAAAAADt4/TDVbRnwtsoI/s1600-h/P1020291.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtUqae3nMI/AAAAAAAADt4/TDVbRnwtsoI/s400/P1020291.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231868479760997570" /></a> ... la mar...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtUqleSjCI/AAAAAAAADuA/byBnbsx9xRk/s1600-h/P1020292.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtUqleSjCI/AAAAAAAADuA/byBnbsx9xRk/s400/P1020292.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231868482711358498" /></a> Traslado de turistas a Cayo Sal<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtUrCP2tnI/AAAAAAAADuI/p5np54UwPMo/s1600-h/P1020293.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtUrCP2tnI/AAAAAAAADuI/p5np54UwPMo/s400/P1020293.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231868490435442290" /></a> En territorio continental también las personas disfrutan de la mar.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtRcnMetPI/AAAAAAAADtg/ESeEU8rRvxs/s1600-h/P1020294.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtRcnMetPI/AAAAAAAADtg/ESeEU8rRvxs/s400/P1020294.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231864944120476914" /></a> en ocaciones quedaba despejado, solo para disfrutar de ello.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtRc80rTCI/AAAAAAAADto/dz7Npxg4xjo/s1600-h/P1020296.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtRc80rTCI/AAAAAAAADto/dz7Npxg4xjo/s400/P1020296.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231864949926218786" /></a> Los niños de la zona se bañaron con nosotros<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtRdGJZ-BI/AAAAAAAADtw/VqUCTYaqCGE/s1600-h/P1020297.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtRdGJZ-BI/AAAAAAAADtw/VqUCTYaqCGE/s400/P1020297.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231864952429082642" /></a> El es Jesús, uno de los niños de la zona.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtPa1fZ3II/AAAAAAAADtI/Oe_SbjaVvX8/s1600-h/P1020298.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtPa1fZ3II/AAAAAAAADtI/Oe_SbjaVvX8/s400/P1020298.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231862714574953602" /></a> La última moda playera... unas cholas decoradas con caracoles naturales.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtPbDWpRqI/AAAAAAAADtQ/csDMDbP9a7w/s1600-h/P1020299.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtPbDWpRqI/AAAAAAAADtQ/csDMDbP9a7w/s400/P1020299.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231862718296311458" /></a> Los niños juegan en la orilla.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtPbRBNMfI/AAAAAAAADtY/HrFTcxF3Tfw/s1600-h/P1020302.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtPbRBNMfI/AAAAAAAADtY/HrFTcxF3Tfw/s400/P1020302.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231862721964487154" /></a> Los tres niños del mar...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtM7UCoxnI/AAAAAAAADs4/O6IkVxnPps0/s1600-h/P1020303.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtM7UCoxnI/AAAAAAAADs4/O6IkVxnPps0/s400/P1020303.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231859973996725874" /></a> Remodelaciones de la Av. La Marina (El Malecón). GRan trabajo se realiza a esta importante arteria vial y turistica de Chichirivichi.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtM7Ss44sI/AAAAAAAADtA/hKwf45fhE2o/s1600-h/P1020306.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtM7Ss44sI/AAAAAAAADtA/hKwf45fhE2o/s400/P1020306.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231859973637071554" /></a> Sigfredo sale a abrir la puerta de la Posada. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtLQ-czVLI/AAAAAAAADso/TBsOcqyRfLc/s1600-h/P1020308.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtLQ-czVLI/AAAAAAAADso/TBsOcqyRfLc/s400/P1020308.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231858147134756018" /></a> El grupo junto a la Sra. de Marrero, propietarios de la Posada.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtLRO9EHjI/AAAAAAAADsw/nDzjCBdcug8/s1600-h/P1020311.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtLRO9EHjI/AAAAAAAADsw/nDzjCBdcug8/s400/P1020311.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231858151565041202" /></a> En el camino podemos conseguir puestos artesanales tipicos del Edo. Falcón<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtJvVWX8tI/AAAAAAAADsg/xweoSN-HTRc/s1600-h/P1020312.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtJvVWX8tI/AAAAAAAADsg/xweoSN-HTRc/s400/P1020312.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231856469654631122" /></a> Aqui nos detuvimos por unos dulces artesanales<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtIHcuRxNI/AAAAAAAADsY/GxSI0-U2J9w/s1600-h/P1020313.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SJtIHcuRxNI/AAAAAAAADsY/GxSI0-U2J9w/s400/P1020313.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231854684927542482" /></a> Y a este muchacho le dieron ganas de ir al baño....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4605974163441521291-5155745240520245851?l=cuentosycaminos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael A. Bazán T.noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605974163441521291.post-14282084691181545332008-06-24T16:50:00.000-07:002008-07-06T21:27:24.385-07:00Desde hace ya algún tiempo este pequeño pueblo (que creia perteneciente al Edo. Aragua) del Edo. Miranda habia sido el sueño de visita nuestro, y agradablemente se dió en compañia de nuestros amigos y hermanos desde la secundaria (Sigfredo, Diego y su hijo Samael, Alizabeth (hermana de Sigfredo) y Toni su esposo, nos acompañaron en este humedo recorrido: Junquito-Jarillo-Colonia Tovar.<br /><br />El Jarillo nunca lo habia visitado y este viaje me mostró su belleza, aunque sé que queda mucho más por conocer, (ya que la lluvia no nos permitió recorrerlo), pronto volveremos con más tiempo. No conozco de posadas en él, pero nuestro próximo recorrido nos permitirá descubrirlo.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SHGW22j6X5I/AAAAAAAADek/ymDvjXrxCuM/s1600-h/Jarillo+Bienvenido.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SHGW22j6X5I/AAAAAAAADek/ymDvjXrxCuM/s400/Jarillo+Bienvenido.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220119312202358674" /></a><br />Entrada al pueblo del Edo. Miranda El Jarillo, de aqui en adelante lamentablemente la vía no esta muy buena, en las curvas pronunciadas podemos conseguir unos tremendos crateres.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SHGVZJFI7rI/AAAAAAAADeU/52jAInxaO7U/s1600-h/Iglesia+El+Jarillo.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SHGVZJFI7rI/AAAAAAAADeU/52jAInxaO7U/s400/Iglesia+El+Jarillo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220117702265859762" /></a><br />Iglesia de El Jarillo<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SHGVZdTbW8I/AAAAAAAADec/x26E_l5ZoX0/s1600-h/Casa+Parroquial+de+El+Jarillo.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SHGVZdTbW8I/AAAAAAAADec/x26E_l5ZoX0/s400/Casa+Parroquial+de+El+Jarillo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220117707694496706" /></a><br />Esta al parecer es la casa Parroquial<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SHGSfWk4WEI/AAAAAAAADeE/bVk_6a7lgR8/s1600-h/P1010636.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SHGSfWk4WEI/AAAAAAAADeE/bVk_6a7lgR8/s400/P1010636.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220114510432983106" /></a><br />Eli y Tony nos acompañaron en este viaje<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SHGSf3e6nHI/AAAAAAAADeM/ESRpfxykm6w/s1600-h/P1010634.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SHGSf3e6nHI/AAAAAAAADeM/ESRpfxykm6w/s400/P1010634.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220114519266335858" /></a><br />Samael disfruta de su desayuno<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SHGN7RShQwI/AAAAAAAADd8/WgHzff0dNKI/s1600-h/P1010637.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SHGN7RShQwI/AAAAAAAADd8/WgHzff0dNKI/s400/P1010637.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220109492491993858" /></a><br />junto al frío del día después de una lluvia ininterrumpida<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SHGJxYS5xRI/AAAAAAAADd0/hr2XT0oNOSg/s1600-h/P1010646.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SHGJxYS5xRI/AAAAAAAADd0/hr2XT0oNOSg/s400/P1010646.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220104924527445266" /></a><br />Ya en la Colonia Tovar disfruta Flori de sus respectivas fresas con crema. Una de las cosas más agradables que puedo comentar acerca de El Jarillo es que es mucho menos visitado y eso lo hace (a mi gusto) menos comercial.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SHGH_Zb2kdI/AAAAAAAADds/v4kE0UaGPK4/s1600-h/P1010650.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SHGH_Zb2kdI/AAAAAAAADds/v4kE0UaGPK4/s400/P1010650.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220102966328332754" /></a><br />Padre e hijo contentos por su visita por primera vez a la Colonia Tovar<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SHGAbpe2uVI/AAAAAAAADdk/xwGO6nUWExA/s1600-h/P1010655.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SHGAbpe2uVI/AAAAAAAADdk/xwGO6nUWExA/s400/P1010655.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220094655579208018" /></a><br />El grupo disfruta de los respectivos chocolates calientes para minimizar el frío<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SHF4FUrz3fI/AAAAAAAADdc/Nzn38_25iLc/s1600-h/P1010651.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SHF4FUrz3fI/AAAAAAAADdc/Nzn38_25iLc/s400/P1010651.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220085475946257906" /></a><br />Gaby... puedes sonreir?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SHFzBVBvFuI/AAAAAAAADdU/7Lb4gIyomJA/s1600-h/P1010653.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SHFzBVBvFuI/AAAAAAAADdU/7Lb4gIyomJA/s400/P1010653.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220079909760603874" /></a><br />Salud... desde la Colonia Tovar, un pequeño y merecido viaje que nos debiamos. Aunque aun queda pendiente otro.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SHFoHljhLeI/AAAAAAAADdE/O2fyApr29Ag/s1600-h/P1010656.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SHFoHljhLeI/AAAAAAAADdE/O2fyApr29Ag/s400/P1010656.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220067922648575458" /></a><br />Sigfredo y Gaby frente a una de las tiendas de la Colonia (... de shopping)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SHFmTxhdaUI/AAAAAAAADc8/Msz6pPw0_fQ/s1600-h/P1010657.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SHFmTxhdaUI/AAAAAAAADc8/Msz6pPw0_fQ/s400/P1010657.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220065932996340034" /></a><br />Juntos a los pies de un arbolito<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4605974163441521291-1428208469118154533?l=cuentosycaminos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael A. Bazán T.noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605974163441521291.post-87258152256676385252008-05-19T14:03:00.001-07:002008-05-21T11:18:48.175-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDH7GW6ZLHI/AAAAAAAADP0/rOk79cfHfWE/s1600-h/P1000081.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDH7GW6ZLHI/AAAAAAAADP0/rOk79cfHfWE/s400/P1000081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202215131237919858" border="0" /></a>Playa El Manzanillo...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDH7G26ZLII/AAAAAAAADP8/Gl1GOBuwIbw/s1600-h/P1000117.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDH7G26ZLII/AAAAAAAADP8/Gl1GOBuwIbw/s400/P1000117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202215139827854466" border="0" /></a>Vista del balneario La Galera, Juan Griego<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDH7HG6ZLJI/AAAAAAAADQE/pPJzt78-vjY/s1600-h/P1000118.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDH7HG6ZLJI/AAAAAAAADQE/pPJzt78-vjY/s400/P1000118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202215144122821778" border="0" /></a>Una foto con el mar de fondo...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDH7HW6ZLKI/AAAAAAAADQM/4ty8_Z403JA/s1600-h/P1000119.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDH7HW6ZLKI/AAAAAAAADQM/4ty8_Z403JA/s400/P1000119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202215148417789090" border="0" /></a>juntos en La Galera, Juan Griego.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDH7H26ZLLI/AAAAAAAADQU/1KOkRldsI28/s1600-h/P1000127.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDH7H26ZLLI/AAAAAAAADQU/1KOkRldsI28/s400/P1000127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202215157007723698" border="0" /></a>Vista del mar desde la Galera.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDH3g26ZLCI/AAAAAAAADPM/TvdPEGIrPrU/s1600-h/P1000128.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDH3g26ZLCI/AAAAAAAADPM/TvdPEGIrPrU/s400/P1000128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202211188457942050" border="0" /></a>Flori en Juan Griego...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDH3hW6ZLDI/AAAAAAAADPU/CxfjS5MPzPU/s1600-h/P1000131.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDH3hW6ZLDI/AAAAAAAADPU/CxfjS5MPzPU/s400/P1000131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202211197047876658" border="0" /></a>Vegetación de la flora...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDH3hm6ZLEI/AAAAAAAADPc/heLKIn7pRLU/s1600-h/P1000137.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDH3hm6ZLEI/AAAAAAAADPc/heLKIn7pRLU/s400/P1000137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202211201342843970" border="0" /></a>Defendiendo la costa de Juan Griego estan los imponentes cañones que miran hacia el mar en busca de bucaneros<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDH3iG6ZLFI/AAAAAAAADPk/pHMjkdDtxQU/s1600-h/P1000139.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDH3iG6ZLFI/AAAAAAAADPk/pHMjkdDtxQU/s400/P1000139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202211209932778578" border="0" /></a>Espiando dentro del cañón...<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDH3iW6ZLGI/AAAAAAAADPs/ldzK5CVgfLE/s1600-h/P1000145.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDH3iW6ZLGI/AAAAAAAADPs/ldzK5CVgfLE/s400/P1000145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202211214227745890" border="0" /></a>Vista de la población de Juan Griego, Isla de Margarita<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDHzHW6ZK9I/AAAAAAAADOk/3lF-EsZBF84/s1600-h/P1000151.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDHzHW6ZK9I/AAAAAAAADOk/3lF-EsZBF84/s400/P1000151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202206352324766674" border="0" /></a>Todos juntos en el Fortín de la Galera, Juan Griego.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDHzHm6ZK-I/AAAAAAAADOs/_aAVfEo4RMo/s1600-h/P1000155.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDHzHm6ZK-I/AAAAAAAADOs/_aAVfEo4RMo/s400/P1000155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202206356619733986" border="0" /></a>Esta camionetica la disfrutamos por más de 24 Hs. por tan solo 180 BsF.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDHzIG6ZK_I/AAAAAAAADO0/yayuYE-4rU8/s1600-h/P1000156.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDHzIG6ZK_I/AAAAAAAADO0/yayuYE-4rU8/s400/P1000156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202206365209668594" border="0" /></a>Desde Fortin La Galera en Juan Griego,<br />al fondo encontramos la playa del mismo nombre: La Galera.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDHzIW6ZLAI/AAAAAAAADO8/nfp7pxrvzcQ/s1600-h/P1000158.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDHzIW6ZLAI/AAAAAAAADO8/nfp7pxrvzcQ/s400/P1000158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202206369504635906" border="0" /></a>Ramón y Dariela disfrutando de la playa en Margarita<br />(solo llegó a ponerse 2 trajes de baño, de 6 que llevo)<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDHzIm6ZLBI/AAAAAAAADPE/hdwbZJoryPo/s1600-h/P1000164.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDHzIm6ZLBI/AAAAAAAADPE/hdwbZJoryPo/s400/P1000164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202206373799603218" border="0" /></a>Playa El Agua, Margarita Edo. Nueva Esparta<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDHvL26ZK4I/AAAAAAAADN8/wdjqLUapEew/s1600-h/P1000168.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDHvL26ZK4I/AAAAAAAADN8/wdjqLUapEew/s400/P1000168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202202031587666818" border="0" /></a>Las blancas arenas de Playa El Agua...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDHvMW6ZK5I/AAAAAAAADOE/UMmWFxxGoJE/s1600-h/P1000170.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDHvMW6ZK5I/AAAAAAAADOE/UMmWFxxGoJE/s400/P1000170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202202040177601426" border="0" /></a>El sol se colaba entre las palmeras de Playa El Agua.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDHvNG6ZK6I/AAAAAAAADOM/x4VQeeZtxjA/s1600-h/P1000181.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDHvNG6ZK6I/AAAAAAAADOM/x4VQeeZtxjA/s400/P1000181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202202053062503330" border="0" /></a>Torre de control del Aeropuerto de Margarita.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDHvNm6ZK7I/AAAAAAAADOU/QPXpVFpKycg/s1600-h/P1000202.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDHvNm6ZK7I/AAAAAAAADOU/QPXpVFpKycg/s400/P1000202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202202061652437938" border="0" /></a>con su maleta a rastra...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDHvOG6ZK8I/AAAAAAAADOc/Gz63IQ9xQrY/s1600-h/P1000206.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/SDHvOG6ZK8I/AAAAAAAADOc/Gz63IQ9xQrY/s400/P1000206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202202070242372546" border="0" /></a>Mi llegada al Aeropuero de Palo Negro<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4605974163441521291-8725815225667638525?l=cuentosycaminos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael A. Bazán T.noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605974163441521291.post-18361866898142250482008-04-02T03:41:00.001-07:002008-04-03T03:41:58.224-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R_Sz1n36CeI/AAAAAAAADLI/6B23W_gHkgs/s1600-h/HPIM4423.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R_Sz1n36CeI/AAAAAAAADLI/6B23W_gHkgs/s400/HPIM4423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184966804828195298" border="0" /></a>Balneario Alí Baba, en las playas de Macuto Edo. Vargas. Lo bueno fue que no conseguimos a los 40 ladrones.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R_Sz2H36CfI/AAAAAAAADLQ/mBcAeZcwHo8/s1600-h/HPIM4426.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R_Sz2H36CfI/AAAAAAAADLQ/mBcAeZcwHo8/s400/HPIM4426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184966813418129906" border="0" /></a>Sonrie a la cámara... a ver. clip...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R_Sz2X36CgI/AAAAAAAADLY/AkjlJVbhCu8/s1600-h/HPIM4427.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R_Sz2X36CgI/AAAAAAAADLY/AkjlJVbhCu8/s400/HPIM4427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184966817713097218" border="0" /></a>Buen provecho Samael.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R_Sz2n36ChI/AAAAAAAADLg/BgMyVZMFv8k/s1600-h/HPIM4429.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R_Sz2n36ChI/AAAAAAAADLg/BgMyVZMFv8k/s400/HPIM4429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184966822008064530" border="0" /></a>Si ya nos dimos cuenta que estas comiendo.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R_Sz3H36CiI/AAAAAAAADLo/o_SdzDYSQbw/s1600-h/HPIM4430.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R_Sz3H36CiI/AAAAAAAADLo/o_SdzDYSQbw/s400/HPIM4430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184966830597999138" border="0" /></a>Bruja ven acercate... y respira profundo.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R_QSIX36CZI/AAAAAAAADKg/r94X8t2moRc/s1600-h/HPIM4439.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R_QSIX36CZI/AAAAAAAADKg/r94X8t2moRc/s400/HPIM4439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184789006067042706" border="0" /></a>las pequeñas embarcaciones que recorren la costa.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R_QSJH36CaI/AAAAAAAADKo/uCnQX9JHR-o/s1600-h/HPIM4431.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R_QSJH36CaI/AAAAAAAADKo/uCnQX9JHR-o/s400/HPIM4431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184789018951944610" border="0" /></a>allá vienen los muchachos con la comida.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R_QSJX36CbI/AAAAAAAADKw/CHYx7Mi5oGw/s1600-h/HPIM4432.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R_QSJX36CbI/AAAAAAAADKw/CHYx7Mi5oGw/s400/HPIM4432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184789023246911922" border="0" /></a>Dulce simpatia se desborda por la mirada.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R_QSJn36CcI/AAAAAAAADK4/hMzYf0oHAMw/s1600-h/HPIM4434.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R_QSJn36CcI/AAAAAAAADK4/hMzYf0oHAMw/s400/HPIM4434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184789027541879234" border="0" /></a>... a comer...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R_QSKH36CdI/AAAAAAAADLA/LVXcrl8ajpw/s1600-h/HPIM4438.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R_QSKH36CdI/AAAAAAAADLA/LVXcrl8ajpw/s400/HPIM4438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184789036131813842" border="0" /></a>... Y a este niño ¿quien lo descubrió?<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R_QP5n36CUI/AAAAAAAADJ4/0UNvKThUrYQ/s1600-h/HPIM4452.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R_QP5n36CUI/AAAAAAAADJ4/0UNvKThUrYQ/s400/HPIM4452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184786553640716610" border="0" /></a>Llegamos a la Guaira...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R_QP6H36CVI/AAAAAAAADKA/dypFoU3OBgY/s1600-h/HPIM4445.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R_QP6H36CVI/AAAAAAAADKA/dypFoU3OBgY/s400/HPIM4445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184786562230651218" border="0" /></a>Muchas personas visitaron el Litoral...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R_QP6X36CWI/AAAAAAAADKI/--wrnTmLY1s/s1600-h/HPIM4444.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R_QP6X36CWI/AAAAAAAADKI/--wrnTmLY1s/s400/HPIM4444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184786566525618530" border="0" /></a>Nirvana intenta desenredar algunas cosas en su cabeza.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R_QP6n36CXI/AAAAAAAADKQ/ZX3H4SdnTGE/s1600-h/HPIM4443.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R_QP6n36CXI/AAAAAAAADKQ/ZX3H4SdnTGE/s400/HPIM4443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184786570820585842" border="0" /></a>Este niño juega a protegerse del sol.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R_QP6336CYI/AAAAAAAADKY/avUFEBXcSjs/s1600-h/HPIM4441.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R_QP6336CYI/AAAAAAAADKY/avUFEBXcSjs/s400/HPIM4441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184786575115553154" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4605974163441521291-1836186689814225048?l=cuentosycaminos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael A. Bazán T.noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605974163441521291.post-12308577440500666582008-01-21T02:23:00.002-08:002008-01-23T11:51:35.596-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5caN3Ck0SI/AAAAAAAADBY/ttVa6siKT-s/s1600-h/HPIM3450.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5caN3Ck0SI/AAAAAAAADBY/ttVa6siKT-s/s400/HPIM3450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158620723591565602" border="0" /></a>En la Laguna Negra de Mosquey.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Boconó (Pueblo)<br /><br /></span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5caOHCk0TI/AAAAAAAADBg/OLqM33drmlk/s1600-h/HPIM3452.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5caOHCk0TI/AAAAAAAADBg/OLqM33drmlk/s400/HPIM3452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158620727886532914" border="0" /></a>Ya en la posada Machinipé... mamá admira sus instalaciones.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5caOXCk0UI/AAAAAAAADBo/z83BCxqKSt0/s1600-h/HPIM3453.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5caOXCk0UI/AAAAAAAADBo/z83BCxqKSt0/s400/HPIM3453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158620732181500226" border="0" /></a>Cara de emoción o cansancio?<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5caPHCk0VI/AAAAAAAADBw/xFdDfyAifFc/s1600-h/HPIM3457.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5caPHCk0VI/AAAAAAAADBw/xFdDfyAifFc/s400/HPIM3457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158620745066402130" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Me duele la barriiiiga</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5caPXCk0WI/AAAAAAAADB4/5iAzs71GCRM/s1600-h/HPIM3461.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5caPXCk0WI/AAAAAAAADB4/5iAzs71GCRM/s400/HPIM3461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158620749361369442" border="0" /></a>Todos en la grama a reposar...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aSfxkev3I/AAAAAAAADAw/DyGWKa9ZWRk/s1600-h/HPIM3468.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aSfxkev3I/AAAAAAAADAw/DyGWKa9ZWRk/s400/HPIM3468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158471497779429234" border="0" /></a>Una foto en el Parque Metropolitano Rafael Urdaneta de Boconó.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aSgBkev4I/AAAAAAAADA4/jjTULhfngCs/s1600-h/HPIM3470.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aSgBkev4I/AAAAAAAADA4/jjTULhfngCs/s400/HPIM3470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158471502074396546" border="0" /></a>Jardines del Parque de la que fue la Ciudad Jardín de Venezuela,<br />llamada así por El Libertador<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aSgRkev5I/AAAAAAAADBA/u_dvD62qTcI/s1600-h/HPIM3472.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aSgRkev5I/AAAAAAAADBA/u_dvD62qTcI/s400/HPIM3472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158471506369363858" border="0" /></a>Flori a orillas del Río Boconó<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aSgxkev6I/AAAAAAAADBI/LKan5Uf8QsI/s1600-h/HPIM3477.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aSgxkev6I/AAAAAAAADBI/LKan5Uf8QsI/s400/HPIM3477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158471514959298466" border="0" /></a>Este es el Río Boconó<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aShBkev7I/AAAAAAAADBQ/WKTLwMg9i98/s1600-h/HPIM3479.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aShBkev7I/AAAAAAAADBQ/WKTLwMg9i98/s400/HPIM3479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158471519254265778" border="0" /></a>después del almuerzo... queda el sueño.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aMWBkevyI/AAAAAAAADAI/xMpH9ReI2Zo/s1600-h/HPIM3480.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aMWBkevyI/AAAAAAAADAI/xMpH9ReI2Zo/s400/HPIM3480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158464733205937954" border="0" /></a>Río Boconó... a las orillas del pueblo.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Burbusay (Pueblo)</span></span><br /></div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aMWhkevzI/AAAAAAAADAQ/byuPwW-rX0Y/s1600-h/HPIM3486.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aMWhkevzI/AAAAAAAADAQ/byuPwW-rX0Y/s400/HPIM3486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158464741795872562" border="0" /></a>A la vista lejana el pequeño Pueblo de Burbusay.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aMWxkev0I/AAAAAAAADAY/hIGzbfB7AKw/s1600-h/HPIM3488.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aMWxkev0I/AAAAAAAADAY/hIGzbfB7AKw/s400/HPIM3488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158464746090839874" border="0" /></a>A las puertas de Burbusay...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aMXBkev1I/AAAAAAAADAg/KFtdJhQD7I0/s1600-h/HPIM3490.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aMXBkev1I/AAAAAAAADAg/KFtdJhQD7I0/s400/HPIM3490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158464750385807186" border="0" /></a>Allá atrás esta Burbusay...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aMXRkev2I/AAAAAAAADAo/Ky9SA3nfkCw/s1600-h/HPIM3493.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aMXRkev2I/AAAAAAAADAo/Ky9SA3nfkCw/s400/HPIM3493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158464754680774498" border="0" /></a>Ahora si... Burbusay...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aGZxkevtI/AAAAAAAAC_g/AAb5sGsgJsY/s1600-h/HPIM3496.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aGZxkevtI/AAAAAAAAC_g/AAb5sGsgJsY/s400/HPIM3496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158458200560680658" border="0" /></a>Bienvenida a Burbusay...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aGaBkevuI/AAAAAAAAC_o/PSj3rTXZBoU/s1600-h/HPIM3499.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aGaBkevuI/AAAAAAAAC_o/PSj3rTXZBoU/s400/HPIM3499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158458204855647970" border="0" /></a>Los samos... en Burbusay.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aGaRkevvI/AAAAAAAAC_w/7CWupjqbdyA/s1600-h/HPIM3500.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aGaRkevvI/AAAAAAAAC_w/7CWupjqbdyA/s400/HPIM3500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158458209150615282" border="0" /></a>Burbusay... Nuestra segunda visita.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aGahkevwI/AAAAAAAAC_4/WNDNm43m4hg/s1600-h/HPIM3503.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aGahkevwI/AAAAAAAAC_4/WNDNm43m4hg/s400/HPIM3503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158458213445582594" border="0" /></a>Imagen de San Isidro Labrador.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aGaxkevxI/AAAAAAAADAA/_ZyeceyK7e4/s1600-h/HPIM3507.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aGaxkevxI/AAAAAAAADAA/_ZyeceyK7e4/s400/HPIM3507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158458217740549906" border="0" /></a>Doña Lucia de Marin... Nombre asignado a la Biblioteca del pueblo<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aDpxkevoI/AAAAAAAAC-4/ntc0mQYxjwI/s1600-h/HPIM3511.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aDpxkevoI/AAAAAAAAC-4/ntc0mQYxjwI/s400/HPIM3511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158455176903704194" border="0" /></a>Los jardines de la Plaza Bolívar de Burbusay decoran la vista de la Iglesia.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aDqBkevpI/AAAAAAAAC_A/Tz4ivOGYI6g/s1600-h/HPIM3512.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aDqBkevpI/AAAAAAAAC_A/Tz4ivOGYI6g/s400/HPIM3512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158455181198671506" border="0" /></a>Estas brava?... <span style="font-style: italic;">NO, no quiero caminar...<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aDrBkevqI/AAAAAAAAC_I/UHC5S3l1Ryo/s1600-h/HPIM3513.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aDrBkevqI/AAAAAAAAC_I/UHC5S3l1Ryo/s400/HPIM3513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158455198378540706" border="0" /></a>Y estos vienen de tan lejos para pararse en una esquina y ver que pescan.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aDrhkevrI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/LnyI_M9TZqA/s1600-h/HPIM3524.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aDrhkevrI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/LnyI_M9TZqA/s400/HPIM3524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158455206968475314" border="0" /></a>Iglesia de Burbusay.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aDsBkevsI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/tLjRbnRbxDQ/s1600-h/HPIM3527.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5aDsBkevsI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/tLjRbnRbxDQ/s400/HPIM3527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158455215558409922" border="0" /></a>Vista lateral de la Iglesia... De donde cayó del techo en plena misa una vaca (según la leyenda)<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z_URkevjI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/lslHyAUa0Yc/s1600-h/HPIM3519.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z_URkevjI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/lslHyAUa0Yc/s400/HPIM3519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158450409490005554" border="0" /></a>Estas hermosas flores nacionales crecen en los techos de las casas de este pequeño pueblo Trujillano, Burbusay.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z_UxkevkI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/axO_MN4C5Wo/s1600-h/HPIM3528.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z_UxkevkI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/axO_MN4C5Wo/s400/HPIM3528.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158450418079940162" border="0" /></a>El jardin de la Sra. Estheeerr.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z_VBkevlI/AAAAAAAAC-g/NnFJY-1Nf1A/s1600-h/HPIM3532.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z_VBkevlI/AAAAAAAAC-g/NnFJY-1Nf1A/s400/HPIM3532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158450422374907474" border="0" /></a>Ya mamá compra dulces de la Sra. De los Andes... Estheeer.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z_VhkevmI/AAAAAAAAC-o/j-IcLXnkSLk/s1600-h/HPIM3533.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z_VhkevmI/AAAAAAAAC-o/j-IcLXnkSLk/s400/HPIM3533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158450430964842082" border="0" /></a>Una jardín de flores y hierbas....<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z_VxkevnI/AAAAAAAAC-w/03IwnY5H08o/s1600-h/HPIM3535.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z_VxkevnI/AAAAAAAAC-w/03IwnY5H08o/s400/HPIM3535.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158450435259809394" border="0" /></a>Un mazo de flores...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z8eRkeveI/AAAAAAAAC9o/77fhzURGF0c/s1600-h/HPIM3536.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z8eRkeveI/AAAAAAAAC9o/77fhzURGF0c/s400/HPIM3536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158447282753813986" border="0" /></a>La Sra. Estheeerrr, elabora unos deliciosos dulces de higos, según los habitantes del pueblo, son los mejores en toda la zona. Así que no dejes de visitar a esta adorable y gentil Sra. de los Andes<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z8ehkevfI/AAAAAAAAC9w/rJIqaM5ci80/s1600-h/HPIM3539.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z8ehkevfI/AAAAAAAAC9w/rJIqaM5ci80/s400/HPIM3539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158447287048781298" border="0" /></a>Todos ya cansados en la Plaza Bolívar de Boconó... mañana será otro día.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Tósto (Pueblo)</span><br /></div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z8exkevgI/AAAAAAAAC94/ypCJUJQo0yo/s1600-h/HPIM3540.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z8exkevgI/AAAAAAAAC94/ypCJUJQo0yo/s400/HPIM3540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158447291343748610" border="0" /></a>Tía ya estamos en Tósto... al fiiiin.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z8fBkevhI/AAAAAAAAC-A/bxPPXD6XRFo/s1600-h/HPIM3543.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z8fBkevhI/AAAAAAAAC-A/bxPPXD6XRFo/s400/HPIM3543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158447295638715922" border="0" /></a>Para nuestra sorpresa... la lluvia a estado sobre la montaña desde el día anterior, y los que podían hacernos el transporte hasta las cercanías de la Teta de Niquitao, se niegan a llevarnos porque el camino debe estar muy malo para subirlo. Así que al parecer no subiremos la Teta hoy.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z8fRkeviI/AAAAAAAAC-I/tIZF0e-PmsQ/s1600-h/HPIM3549.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z8fRkeviI/AAAAAAAAC-I/tIZF0e-PmsQ/s400/HPIM3549.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158447299933683234" border="0" /></a>Así que entonces... tomaremos algunas fotos y visitaremos el pueblo de Tósto y de Niquitao.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z5pxkevZI/AAAAAAAAC9A/ZSZwtzN5vyQ/s1600-h/HPIM3554.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z5pxkevZI/AAAAAAAAC9A/ZSZwtzN5vyQ/s400/HPIM3554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158444181787426194" border="0" /></a>Vista de la Iglesia de Tósto, desde la Plaza Bolívar.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z5qBkevaI/AAAAAAAAC9I/s59FplhEOo8/s1600-h/HPIM3557.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z5qBkevaI/AAAAAAAAC9I/s59FplhEOo8/s400/HPIM3557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158444186082393506" border="0" /></a>La posible calle del Calvario... por eso debe ser para subirla.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z5qRkevbI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/JFd6PV1PL98/s1600-h/HPIM3558.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z5qRkevbI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/JFd6PV1PL98/s400/HPIM3558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158444190377360818" border="0" /></a>Estoy en Tósto...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z5qhkevcI/AAAAAAAAC9Y/_SCCLxZAj4s/s1600-h/HPIM3565.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z5qhkevcI/AAAAAAAAC9Y/_SCCLxZAj4s/s400/HPIM3565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158444194672328130" border="0" /></a>Busto del Libertador, en la Plaza Bolívar de Tósto.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z5qxkevdI/AAAAAAAAC9g/Phkht7WxU1Q/s1600-h/HPIM3566.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z5qxkevdI/AAAAAAAAC9g/Phkht7WxU1Q/s400/HPIM3566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158444198967295442" border="0" /></a>Una de las calles del Pueblo de Tósto, que se encuentra a 1.374 m.s.n.m<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z3IRkevUI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/Si56wtVUxqo/s1600-h/HPIM3567.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z3IRkevUI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/Si56wtVUxqo/s400/HPIM3567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158441407238552898" border="0" /></a>En vista de que no logramos subir a la Teta de Niquitao, decidimos ir al Pueblo de Niquitao, y veremos si desde cerca podemos verla desde lejos. Las nubes la cubren por completo.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Niquitao (Pueblo)</span><br /></div><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z3IhkevVI/AAAAAAAAC8g/AoZhxX4QQfA/s1600-h/HPIM3568.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z3IhkevVI/AAAAAAAAC8g/AoZhxX4QQfA/s400/HPIM3568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158441411533520210" border="0" /></a>Iglesia del Pueblo de Niquitao, a 1980 m.s.n.m. El frío atacó con todo...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z3IxkevWI/AAAAAAAAC8o/BxBDZRdCvG8/s1600-h/HPIM3572.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z3IxkevWI/AAAAAAAAC8o/BxBDZRdCvG8/s400/HPIM3572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158441415828487522" border="0" /></a>Una tradicional calle de un pueblo andino... por donde transitan desde temprano la gente trabajadora del pueblo.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z3JBkevXI/AAAAAAAAC8w/rh4W8Bvxj1Q/s1600-h/HPIM3580.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z3JBkevXI/AAAAAAAAC8w/rh4W8Bvxj1Q/s400/HPIM3580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158441420123454834" border="0" /></a>Vista de la Iglesia desde un lateral de la Plaza Bolívar del pueblo.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z3JRkevYI/AAAAAAAAC84/wSi3GtnqX28/s1600-h/HPIM3589.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z3JRkevYI/AAAAAAAAC84/wSi3GtnqX28/s400/HPIM3589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158441424418422146" border="0" /></a>Vista frontal de la Iglesia, la que lamentablemente no logramos ver por dentro.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z0qhkevPI/AAAAAAAAC7w/ssOLfxL3vfM/s1600-h/HPIM3593.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z0qhkevPI/AAAAAAAAC7w/ssOLfxL3vfM/s400/HPIM3593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158438697114189042" border="0" /></a>Y estas dos muchachas andan desesperadas buscando calmar el frío, y en ningún sitio al que entraban conseguían café. Les recomiendo algo, si desean visitar estos pueblos andinos, háganlo después de medio día (12 m) porque en la mayoría de ellos simplemente las 11 a.m es muy temprano y aun duermen.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z0rBkevQI/AAAAAAAAC74/hzDObBMh1Yg/s1600-h/HPIM3594.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z0rBkevQI/AAAAAAAAC74/hzDObBMh1Yg/s400/HPIM3594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158438705704123650" border="0" /></a>La teta de Niquitao se escondió de nosotros... las nubes la cubrieron y no se dejo ver.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z0rRkevRI/AAAAAAAAC8A/W2Ky8KReDbc/s1600-h/HPIM3598.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z0rRkevRI/AAAAAAAAC8A/W2Ky8KReDbc/s400/HPIM3598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158438709999090962" border="0" /></a>Postrados en una pequeña plaza del pueblo esperando a que las nubes se disiparan y lográramos tomar una foto del pico de la Teta.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z0rhkevSI/AAAAAAAAC8I/1yUd7470mfM/s1600-h/HPIM3599.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z0rhkevSI/AAAAAAAAC8I/1yUd7470mfM/s400/HPIM3599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158438714294058274" border="0" /></a>Una de las calles del pueblo.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z0rxkevTI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/Zlcd9TlH_L0/s1600-h/HPIM3600.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Z0rxkevTI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/Zlcd9TlH_L0/s400/HPIM3600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158438718589025586" border="0" /></a>La Teta se negó a descubrirse ante nuestros ojos inquietos, así que nos quedamos con las ganas de verla y de subirla. Queda pendiente la conquista de esta Teta, que por pudor no dejo mostrarse ante el lente de nuestra cámara.<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZyURkevKI/AAAAAAAAC7I/xCj8oXerlrw/s1600-h/HPIM3603.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZyURkevKI/AAAAAAAAC7I/xCj8oXerlrw/s400/HPIM3603.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158436115838844066" border="0" /></a>Se cubren del frío en Niquitao, a casi 2000 m.s.n.m<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZyUhkevLI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/xW0OxdL8Yf4/s1600-h/HPIM3606.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZyUhkevLI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/xW0OxdL8Yf4/s400/HPIM3606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158436120133811378" border="0" /></a>aquí se fabrican artesanalmente los llamadas Mantecadas, ojo no piensen que es un producto mantecoso y grasiento, o una malteada para beber, es simplemente un panelón de maíz.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZyUxkevMI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/j0H-B6FqC0E/s1600-h/HPIM3609.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZyUxkevMI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/j0H-B6FqC0E/s400/HPIM3609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158436124428778690" border="0" /></a>Una rosa de los jardines de Niquitao.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZyVBkevNI/AAAAAAAAC7g/1ic8iMVYwwk/s1600-h/HPIM3613.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZyVBkevNI/AAAAAAAAC7g/1ic8iMVYwwk/s400/HPIM3613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158436128723746002" border="0" /></a>Un museo de antiguedades... ¿y el papagayo será de verdad?<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZyVRkevOI/AAAAAAAAC7o/9TbstAXOOec/s1600-h/HPIM3614.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZyVRkevOI/AAAAAAAAC7o/9TbstAXOOec/s400/HPIM3614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158436133018713314" border="0" /></a>Este amigo corto de vista... pero lleno de colorido plumaje.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZwLhkevFI/AAAAAAAAC6g/RyxNryxEDmY/s1600-h/HPIM3622.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZwLhkevFI/AAAAAAAAC6g/RyxNryxEDmY/s400/HPIM3622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158433766491733074" border="0" /></a>Finca Don Pifa... En las entradas de Niquitao a mano derecha, antes de llegar al pueblo. Aqui hay unos hermosos jardines y unos deliciosos licores y vinos de fabricación artesanal.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZwLxkevGI/AAAAAAAAC6o/nShAt_77lDg/s1600-h/HPIM3627.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZwLxkevGI/AAAAAAAAC6o/nShAt_77lDg/s400/HPIM3627.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158433770786700386" border="0" /></a>Vista de la casa de la finca.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZwMBkevHI/AAAAAAAAC6w/V43uiVD1aEg/s1600-h/HPIM3629.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZwMBkevHI/AAAAAAAAC6w/V43uiVD1aEg/s400/HPIM3629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158433775081667698" border="0" /></a>una hermosas flores violetas... simulan orquídeas.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZwMRkevII/AAAAAAAAC64/v6jEig0rlZ4/s1600-h/HPIM3630.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZwMRkevII/AAAAAAAAC64/v6jEig0rlZ4/s400/HPIM3630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158433779376635010" border="0" /></a>Una maso de flores....<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZwMhkevJI/AAAAAAAAC7A/yYFiH35ynNg/s1600-h/HPIM3634.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZwMhkevJI/AAAAAAAAC7A/yYFiH35ynNg/s400/HPIM3634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158433783671602322" border="0" /></a>... Y como no pudimos conquistar la <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Teta de Niquitao</span>, los muchachos lograron conquistar la <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">tetilla de Niquitao</span>.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Zt8BkevAI/AAAAAAAAC54/qVdJIep2xWg/s1600-h/HPIM3637.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Zt8BkevAI/AAAAAAAAC54/qVdJIep2xWg/s400/HPIM3637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158431301180505090" border="0" /></a>Una flor entre espinas.... Para tener algo más que regalarle a la vida.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Zt8hkevBI/AAAAAAAAC6A/6MDdxsS6Gs0/s1600-h/HPIM3678.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Zt8hkevBI/AAAAAAAAC6A/6MDdxsS6Gs0/s400/HPIM3678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158431309770439698" border="0" /></a>Mamá disfrutando del ambiente y el paisaje<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Zt9BkevCI/AAAAAAAAC6I/u5GBJj0YskI/s1600-h/HPIM3647.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Zt9BkevCI/AAAAAAAAC6I/u5GBJj0YskI/s400/HPIM3647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158431318360374306" border="0" /></a>Los flores decoran y embellecen los jardines de la Finca y<br />Flori no podía dejar pasar estas fotos.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Zt9hkevDI/AAAAAAAAC6Q/TEacqEwIUx8/s1600-h/HPIM3648.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Zt9hkevDI/AAAAAAAAC6Q/TEacqEwIUx8/s400/HPIM3648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158431326950308914" border="0" /></a>Este amigo no podia ver que íbamos a tomar una foto porque salia corriendo a posar junto a nosotros.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Zt9xkevEI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/ShsNBvhCoU0/s1600-h/HPIM3651.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5Zt9xkevEI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/ShsNBvhCoU0/s400/HPIM3651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158431331245276226" border="0" /></a>Una lamidita para pepe...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZqDRkeu7I/AAAAAAAAC5Q/cyTPO9LjHBk/s1600-h/HPIM3653.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZqDRkeu7I/AAAAAAAAC5Q/cyTPO9LjHBk/s400/HPIM3653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158427027688045490" border="0" /></a>Y como ven Tobby tampoco dejo pasar esta foto en familia.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZqDhkeu8I/AAAAAAAAC5Y/AVppJQqIAcc/s1600-h/HPIM3666.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZqDhkeu8I/AAAAAAAAC5Y/AVppJQqIAcc/s400/HPIM3666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158427031983012802" border="0" /></a>El amigo Espanta Pájaros, junto a los muchachos le muestra como es su trabajo en la finca para alejar a los come plantas y semillas.<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZqEBkeu9I/AAAAAAAAC5g/5wzy_x96Ttw/s1600-h/HPIM3670.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZqEBkeu9I/AAAAAAAAC5g/5wzy_x96Ttw/s400/HPIM3670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158427040572947410" border="0" /></a>Una foto para recordar el momento entre...<br />Montañas... flores... neblina...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZqEhkeu-I/AAAAAAAAC5o/uwbPZk52Oj4/s1600-h/HPIM3674.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZqEhkeu-I/AAAAAAAAC5o/uwbPZk52Oj4/s400/HPIM3674.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158427049162882018" border="0" /></a>Con José en las alturas de la finca...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZqFBkeu_I/AAAAAAAAC5w/fAabicg974o/s1600-h/HPIM3683.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZqFBkeu_I/AAAAAAAAC5w/fAabicg974o/s400/HPIM3683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158427057752816626" border="0" /></a>Cala roja pequeña.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XNlRkeu0I/AAAAAAAAC4E/LMz9cT4DYws/s1600-h/HPIM3685.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XNlRkeu0I/AAAAAAAAC4E/LMz9cT4DYws/s400/HPIM3685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158254988478036802" border="0" /></a>Una probadita de los vinos que elaboran en este hermoso paraje. Entre probaditas y probaditas agarramos una rica rascadita...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XNlxkeu1I/AAAAAAAAC4M/C4dZFQ3JKgA/s1600-h/HPIM3686.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XNlxkeu1I/AAAAAAAAC4M/C4dZFQ3JKgA/s400/HPIM3686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158254997067971410" border="0" /></a>Vista parcial de Boconó desde la carretera (que no esta nada buena) de Tósto-Boconó<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XNmRkeu2I/AAAAAAAAC4U/C2nOaeMI-uM/s1600-h/HPIM3696.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XNmRkeu2I/AAAAAAAAC4U/C2nOaeMI-uM/s400/HPIM3696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158255005657906018" border="0" /></a>Mai pendiente del nacimiento de Sebastián (hijo de la prima Karla Mesa) Bienvenido al Mundo primo...<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">San Miguel de Boconó (Pueblo)</span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XNmhkeu3I/AAAAAAAAC4c/xg-7a-d9Wz0/s1600-h/HPIM3700.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XNmhkeu3I/AAAAAAAAC4c/xg-7a-d9Wz0/s400/HPIM3700.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158255009952873330" border="0" /></a>Vista parcial del Pueblo de San Miguel de Boconó. Desde la carretera de descenso.<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">(<a href="http://invinusviritas.blogspot.com/2008/01/panormicas-de-un-viaje.html">Ver Panorámica</a>)</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XNmxkeu4I/AAAAAAAAC4k/Fb3ugeRWCok/s1600-h/HPIM3710.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XNmxkeu4I/AAAAAAAAC4k/Fb3ugeRWCok/s400/HPIM3710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158255014247840642" border="0" /></a>El clima de este pueblo es debido a la altura en la que se encuentra 1740 m.s.n.m<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XLXxkeuvI/AAAAAAAAC3c/G0nNQyZPloM/s1600-h/HPIM3712.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XLXxkeuvI/AAAAAAAAC3c/G0nNQyZPloM/s400/HPIM3712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158252557526547186" border="0" /></a>Iglesia de San Miguel, una de las construcciones más antiguas de la zona.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XLYBkeuwI/AAAAAAAAC3k/R1U1T_Z_Os4/s1600-h/HPIM3716.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XLYBkeuwI/AAAAAAAAC3k/R1U1T_Z_Os4/s400/HPIM3716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158252561821514498" border="0" /></a>La modernidad de los candados que resguardan el interior de la iglesia nos da una idea del tiempo...<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XLYhkeuxI/AAAAAAAAC3s/KM-8RA62mRY/s1600-h/HPIM3718.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XLYhkeuxI/AAAAAAAAC3s/KM-8RA62mRY/s400/HPIM3718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158252570411449106" border="0" /></a>Mamá reposa del viaje al que fue sometida a través de los pueblos de Trujillo.<br /></div><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"></span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XLZRkeuzI/AAAAAAAAC38/OIn2mD25z8g/s1600-h/HPIM3720.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XLZRkeuzI/AAAAAAAAC38/OIn2mD25z8g/s400/HPIM3720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158252583296351026" border="0" /></a>Los muchachos descansan frente a la Iglesia de San Miguel, en la Plaza Bolívar del pueblo.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XJWRkeuqI/AAAAAAAAC20/S89XAk2yyyU/s1600-h/HPIM3719.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XJWRkeuqI/AAAAAAAAC20/S89XAk2yyyU/s400/HPIM3719.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158250332733487778" border="0" /></a>Vista lateral de la Iglesia...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XJWhkeurI/AAAAAAAAC28/GhtGO76LmEw/s1600-h/HPIM3729.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XJWhkeurI/AAAAAAAAC28/GhtGO76LmEw/s400/HPIM3729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158250337028455090" border="0" /></a>Vista de la Plaza y la Iglesia de San Miguel (la imagen pertenece a un ilustre hijo del pueblo)<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XJXBkeusI/AAAAAAAAC3E/G3NJNXAoxsA/s1600-h/HPIM3730.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XJXBkeusI/AAAAAAAAC3E/G3NJNXAoxsA/s400/HPIM3730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158250345618389698" border="0" /></a>San Miguel arcángel patrono del pueblo que lleva su nombre.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XJXRkeutI/AAAAAAAAC3M/QxerQB59htE/s1600-h/HPIM3734.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XJXRkeutI/AAAAAAAAC3M/QxerQB59htE/s400/HPIM3734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158250349913357010" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;">San Antonio de Padua... imagen que decora los rincones de la antigua Iglesia construida en 1630. Notese que las imágenes tienen cierto toque indígena en sus rostros.<br /></div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XJXxkeuuI/AAAAAAAAC3U/0H0FwtzIBNI/s1600-h/HPIM3736.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XJXxkeuuI/AAAAAAAAC3U/0H0FwtzIBNI/s400/HPIM3736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158250358503291618" border="0" /></a>Altar mayor de la Iglesia, donde figuran las imágenes de los arcángeles<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XHIBkeumI/AAAAAAAAC2U/Hzi-pTg5PIs/s1600-h/HPIM3741.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XHIBkeumI/AAAAAAAAC2U/Hzi-pTg5PIs/s400/HPIM3741.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158247888897096290" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">La pila bautismal de la Iglesia de San Miguel, véase la fecha que data del año de 1830<span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Sa<br /><br /><br /></span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">San Rafael de Boconó (pueblo)<br /><br /></span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XHIxkeuoI/AAAAAAAAC2k/muHqAlyXQWc/s1600-h/HPIM3746.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XHIxkeuoI/AAAAAAAAC2k/muHqAlyXQWc/s400/HPIM3746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158247901781998210" border="0" /></a>Plaza e Iglesia del pequeño pueblo de San Rafael de Boconó localizado a 1.542 m.s.n.m<br /></div></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XHHxkeulI/AAAAAAAAC2M/c5PKPjwLObw/s1600-h/HPIM3750.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XHHxkeulI/AAAAAAAAC2M/c5PKPjwLObw/s400/HPIM3750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158247884602128978" border="0" /></a>imagen de San Isidro Labrador, la que pudimos conseguir en cada una de las Iglesias de los Pueblos que visitamos, me imagino que esto se debe a que son pueblos campesinos dedicados a la agricultura, le piden para alejar las lluvias.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XHIRkeunI/AAAAAAAAC2c/48x9Bi8pRAo/s1600-h/HPIM3751.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XHIRkeunI/AAAAAAAAC2c/48x9Bi8pRAo/s400/HPIM3751.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158247893192063602" border="0" /></a>Imagen de San Rafael Arcángel<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XHJBkeupI/AAAAAAAAC2s/A1wtCl63CNo/s1600-h/HPIM3749.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5XHJBkeupI/AAAAAAAAC2s/A1wtCl63CNo/s400/HPIM3749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158247906076965522" border="0" /></a>Altar mayor de la Iglesia de San Rafael de Boconó<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R9HRkeugI/AAAAAAAAC1k/7ojU8RvFqY0/s1600-h/HPIM3752.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R9HRkeugI/AAAAAAAAC1k/7ojU8RvFqY0/s400/HPIM3752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157885037175028226" border="0" /></a>Una devota en oración...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"></span></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R9IRkeuhI/AAAAAAAAC1s/Lm3-ggwluTA/s1600-h/HPIM3753.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R9IRkeuhI/AAAAAAAAC1s/Lm3-ggwluTA/s400/HPIM3753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157885054354897426" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Calles del Pueblo.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Posada Machinipé, en Boconó</span><br /></div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R9IhkeuiI/AAAAAAAAC10/WGKcZk8GIR4/s1600-h/HPIM3760.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R9IhkeuiI/AAAAAAAAC10/WGKcZk8GIR4/s400/HPIM3760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157885058649864738" border="0" /></a>Vista frontal de la Posada Familiar Machinipé.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R9JRkeujI/AAAAAAAAC18/vqS22kYUZe0/s1600-h/HPIM3763.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R9JRkeujI/AAAAAAAAC18/vqS22kYUZe0/s400/HPIM3763.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157885071534766642" border="0" /></a>Eduardo Parra, el propietario quien nos atendió (junto con Junius) y nos hizo sentir como en casa. Ellos pueden orientarte en las opciones a visitar tanto en Boconó como fuera del pueblo.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R9JhkeukI/AAAAAAAAC2E/-jlJcDYhmzg/s1600-h/HPIM3757.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R9JhkeukI/AAAAAAAAC2E/-jlJcDYhmzg/s400/HPIM3757.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157885075829733954" border="0" /></a>Un lugar acogedor... con hermosas decoraciones.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R40hkeubI/AAAAAAAAC08/WvRJsIt3SiM/s1600-h/HPIM3758.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R40hkeubI/AAAAAAAAC08/WvRJsIt3SiM/s400/HPIM3758.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157880317005969842" border="0" /></a>La entrada a algunas habitaciones... Equipadas con todo lo necesario (TV, agua caliente, y unas confortables camas para descansar)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R41RkeucI/AAAAAAAAC1E/VmAL955YGnY/s1600-h/HPIM3762.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R41RkeucI/AAAAAAAAC1E/VmAL955YGnY/s400/HPIM3762.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157880329890871746" border="0" /></a>Una sala que te ofrece mesas para el compartir y disfrutar del silencio. Es un sitio que recomendamos para hospedarse.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">El Retorno a casa<br /><br /><br /></span></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R41hkeudI/AAAAAAAAC1M/90e4d6FqhtU/s1600-h/HPIM3782.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R41hkeudI/AAAAAAAAC1M/90e4d6FqhtU/s400/HPIM3782.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157880334185839058" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R41xkeueI/AAAAAAAAC1U/C3P2AHUUT74/s1600-h/HPIM3788.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R41xkeueI/AAAAAAAAC1U/C3P2AHUUT74/s400/HPIM3788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157880338480806370" border="0" /></a><br /></div></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R42RkeufI/AAAAAAAAC1c/UfOWDP7lrDY/s1600-h/HPIM3790.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R42RkeufI/AAAAAAAAC1c/UfOWDP7lrDY/s400/HPIM3790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157880347070740978" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R26BkeuWI/AAAAAAAAC0U/KmwshER9sGw/s1600-h/HPIM3794.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R26BkeuWI/AAAAAAAAC0U/KmwshER9sGw/s400/HPIM3794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157878212471994722" border="0" /></a>Midiéndose un sombrero para cubrirse del sol cuando vaya a recoger capirusa.<br /><br /><br /></div><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Campo Elias (Pueblo del Edo. Trujillo)</span><br /></span></span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R26hkeuXI/AAAAAAAAC0c/fDsXybi1bG8/s1600-h/HPIM3798.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R26hkeuXI/AAAAAAAAC0c/fDsXybi1bG8/s400/HPIM3798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157878221061929330" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Iglesia de Campo Elias, pueblo puerta de entrada al Edo. Trujillo desde Portuguesa o sur de Lara por Sanare.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><br />Guanare, (una pasadita</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><br /></span></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R27RkeuZI/AAAAAAAAC0s/niDh7O6kQuI/s1600-h/HPIM3801.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R27RkeuZI/AAAAAAAAC0s/niDh7O6kQuI/s400/HPIM3801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157878233946831250" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span><div style="text-align: center;">Parada en Guanare, en la casa de la Familia de Félix Peña (nuestro amigo Félix de Maracay).<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R27hkeuaI/AAAAAAAAC00/LkZ2-je3-_0/s1600-h/HPIM3802.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R27hkeuaI/AAAAAAAAC00/LkZ2-je3-_0/s400/HPIM3802.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157878238241798562" border="0" /></a>Él quiere mucho a su mama...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R1IRkeuRI/AAAAAAAACzs/a9I8qoA-cPE/s1600-h/HPIM3805.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R1IRkeuRI/AAAAAAAACzs/a9I8qoA-cPE/s400/HPIM3805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157876258261874962" border="0" /></a>La foto del grupo en el carro, parados frente a la Plaza Bolívar de Guanare, esperando indicaciones de Félix.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZlOBkeu6I/AAAAAAAAC5I/-QwWkMqh9TU/s1600-h/HPIM3809.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZlOBkeu6I/AAAAAAAAC5I/-QwWkMqh9TU/s400/HPIM3809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158421714813500322" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZlNhkeu5I/AAAAAAAAC5A/dkQc0Q1LnOo/s1600-h/HPIM3810.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5ZlNhkeu5I/AAAAAAAAC5A/dkQc0Q1LnOo/s400/HPIM3810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158421706223565714" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R1JBkeuSI/AAAAAAAACz0/5dis4VgEM6k/s1600-h/HPIM3811.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R1JBkeuSI/AAAAAAAACz0/5dis4VgEM6k/s400/HPIM3811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157876271146776866" border="0" /></a>Para aligerar los efectos del cambio de temperatura, algunos optaron por bebidas refrescantes.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R1JRkeuTI/AAAAAAAACz8/TY0I4gXrVqU/s1600-h/HPIM3824.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R1JRkeuTI/AAAAAAAACz8/TY0I4gXrVqU/s400/HPIM3824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157876275441744178" border="0" /></a>Este Sr. es tio de Felix, nuestro amigo de Maracay y tiene tan solo 95 años.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R1JxkeuUI/AAAAAAAAC0E/qMqjqtn2cd4/s1600-h/HPIM3828.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R1JxkeuUI/AAAAAAAAC0E/qMqjqtn2cd4/s400/HPIM3828.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157876284031678786" border="0" /></a>El choco-chimo de pepe... como para matar el aburrimiento.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R1KRkeuVI/AAAAAAAAC0M/QOVutWVWU0U/s1600-h/HPIM3831.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R5R1KRkeuVI/AAAAAAAAC0M/QOVutWVWU0U/s400/HPIM3831.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157876292621613394" border="0" /></a>Esta niña ya estaba preocupada... porque sus regalos no llegaban.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4605974163441521291-1230857744050066658?l=cuentosycaminos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael A. Bazán T.noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605974163441521291.post-9835751822119224082007-12-09T16:50:00.001-08:002007-12-09T18:59:15.312-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yo_-dbODI/AAAAAAAACmk/vcRq8Ea2NmA/s1600-h/HPIM2881.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yo_-dbODI/AAAAAAAACmk/vcRq8Ea2NmA/s400/HPIM2881.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142170691601905714" border="0" /></a>Cerro Santa Ana, allá voy.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1ypCOdbOEI/AAAAAAAACms/bduGyOeYPGc/s1600-h/HPIM2894.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1ypCOdbOEI/AAAAAAAACms/bduGyOeYPGc/s400/HPIM2894.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142170730256611394" border="0" /></a>Iglesia de Santa Ana de Coro.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1ypC-dbOFI/AAAAAAAACm0/NRB15ijC7l4/s1600-h/HPIM2896.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1ypC-dbOFI/AAAAAAAACm0/NRB15ijC7l4/s400/HPIM2896.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142170743141513298" border="0" /></a>Los niños juegan detrás del busto de Bolívar, en Santa Ana.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1ypD-dbOGI/AAAAAAAACm8/DkEPQW-Xm8o/s1600-h/HPIM2898.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1ypD-dbOGI/AAAAAAAACm8/DkEPQW-Xm8o/s400/HPIM2898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142170760321382498" border="0" /></a>La Iglesia y la Plaza de Santa Ana.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1ypEedbOHI/AAAAAAAACnE/7URc0CHfVcA/s1600-h/HPIM2901.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1ypEedbOHI/AAAAAAAACnE/7URc0CHfVcA/s400/HPIM2901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142170768911317106" border="0" /></a>Vista lateral de la Iglesia de Santa Ana.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yiZedbN9I/AAAAAAAACl4/IG0HmW3tyCA/s1600-h/HPIM2904.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yiZedbN9I/AAAAAAAACl4/IG0HmW3tyCA/s400/HPIM2904.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142163433107175378" border="0" /></a>Entrada al cementerio de Santa Ana.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yiaOdbN-I/AAAAAAAACmA/CU2VeELtmBc/s1600-h/HPIM2923.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yiaOdbN-I/AAAAAAAACmA/CU2VeELtmBc/s400/HPIM2923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142163445992077282" border="0" /></a>Vista trasera de la Iglesia de Moruy.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yiaudbN_I/AAAAAAAACmI/nE4h_s0RNpQ/s1600-h/HPIM2933.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yiaudbN_I/AAAAAAAACmI/nE4h_s0RNpQ/s400/HPIM2933.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142163454582011890" border="0" /></a>Plaza de Moruy.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yia-dbOAI/AAAAAAAACmQ/7cUqUUAhib0/s1600-h/HPIM2942.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yia-dbOAI/AAAAAAAACmQ/7cUqUUAhib0/s400/HPIM2942.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142163458876979202" border="0" /></a>Juego de agilidad, vean la cara de una persona dibujada en la forma del Cerro Santa Ana.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yibedbOBI/AAAAAAAACmY/3HOwolHFhr8/s1600-h/HPIM2955.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yibedbOBI/AAAAAAAACmY/3HOwolHFhr8/s400/HPIM2955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142163467466913810" border="0" /></a>Una extraña criatura que abunda en el sector...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yfRedbN4I/AAAAAAAAClQ/UFf5JrhkKto/s1600-h/HPIM2957.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yfRedbN4I/AAAAAAAAClQ/UFf5JrhkKto/s400/HPIM2957.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142159997133338498" border="0" /></a>Cerro Santa Ana, Edo. Falcón.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yfRudbN5I/AAAAAAAAClY/ipmCUPr1TNk/s1600-h/HPIM2964.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yfRudbN5I/AAAAAAAAClY/ipmCUPr1TNk/s400/HPIM2964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142160001428305810" border="0" /></a>Normas de INPARQUES.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yfR-dbN6I/AAAAAAAAClg/tfxC2pRsjhM/s1600-h/HPIM2965.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yfR-dbN6I/AAAAAAAAClg/tfxC2pRsjhM/s400/HPIM2965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142160005723273122" border="0" /></a>Entrada del Parque Nacional Monumentos Natural Cerro Santa Ana.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yfSOdbN7I/AAAAAAAAClo/UIxxtxdOVUk/s1600-h/HPIM2969.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yfSOdbN7I/AAAAAAAAClo/UIxxtxdOVUk/s400/HPIM2969.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142160010018240434" border="0" /></a>Vegetación característica de una zona árida como el Edo. Falcón.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yfSudbN8I/AAAAAAAAClw/VubHVguZdjE/s1600-h/HPIM2971.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yfSudbN8I/AAAAAAAAClw/VubHVguZdjE/s400/HPIM2971.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142160018608175042" border="0" /></a>Cerro Santa Ana allá voy...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1ydY-dbNzI/AAAAAAAACko/fEY9VdtftnE/s1600-h/HPIM2974.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1ydY-dbNzI/AAAAAAAACko/fEY9VdtftnE/s400/HPIM2974.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142157926959101746" border="0" /></a>Camino de ascenso al Santa Ana.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1ydZedbN0I/AAAAAAAACkw/qafxszQ7vms/s1600-h/HPIM2976.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1ydZedbN0I/AAAAAAAACkw/qafxszQ7vms/s400/HPIM2976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142157935549036354" border="0" /></a>Un compañero de caminos...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1ydZ-dbN1I/AAAAAAAACk4/JmJQ8HdcWwQ/s1600-h/HPIM2977.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1ydZ-dbN1I/AAAAAAAACk4/JmJQ8HdcWwQ/s400/HPIM2977.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142157944138970962" border="0" /></a>Una mejor foto...<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1ydaudbN2I/AAAAAAAAClA/4V6WKA3Zqjo/s1600-h/HPIM2979.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1ydaudbN2I/AAAAAAAAClA/4V6WKA3Zqjo/s400/HPIM2979.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142157957023872866" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1ydbudbN3I/AAAAAAAAClI/SF-Z5OU4Nlg/s1600-h/HPIM2981.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1ydbudbN3I/AAAAAAAAClI/SF-Z5OU4Nlg/s400/HPIM2981.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142157974203742066" border="0" /></a>La fauna es variada, desde dosciles pájaros y temerosas tarántulas.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1ybkudbNuI/AAAAAAAACkA/gXwlCTrQYXE/s1600-h/HPIM2982.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1ybkudbNuI/AAAAAAAACkA/gXwlCTrQYXE/s400/HPIM2982.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142155929799309026" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yblOdbNvI/AAAAAAAACkI/Mi62mOPOw80/s1600-h/HPIM2988.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yblOdbNvI/AAAAAAAACkI/Mi62mOPOw80/s400/HPIM2988.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142155938389243634" border="0" /></a>Caracol de la zona.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1ybledbNwI/AAAAAAAACkQ/0idJkU-Ltbo/s1600-h/HPIM2991.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1ybledbNwI/AAAAAAAACkQ/0idJkU-Ltbo/s400/HPIM2991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142155942684210946" border="0" /></a>Este caracol es uno de los animales que podemos encontrar con mayor visibilidad mientras ascendemos.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1ybl-dbNxI/AAAAAAAACkY/_BZqjhDtmqo/s1600-h/HPIM3003.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1ybl-dbNxI/AAAAAAAACkY/_BZqjhDtmqo/s400/HPIM3003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142155951274145554" border="0" /></a>Vista de Moruy, el camino que vemos que se acerca a nosotros es el que nos trajo al pie de monte del Cerro Santa Ana, es la entrada principal del Parque Nacional Monumentos Natural Cerro Santa Ana. El cual esta custodiado por un guardaparques, quien te da las instrucciones del recorrido.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1ybmedbNyI/AAAAAAAACkg/u0mBlwixd1Y/s1600-h/HPIM3005.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1ybmedbNyI/AAAAAAAACkg/u0mBlwixd1Y/s400/HPIM3005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142155959864080162" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yYu-dbNpI/AAAAAAAACjY/Dx3Ll7vmNms/s1600-h/HPIM3007.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yYu-dbNpI/AAAAAAAACjY/Dx3Ll7vmNms/s400/HPIM3007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142152807358084754" border="0" /></a>Esta es la primera parada (larga) que se realiza en el ascenso, el lugar es conocido como la planicie y esta a la mitad de la cima. A partir de aquí el ascenso es un poco más ligero.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yYvedbNqI/AAAAAAAACjg/21cZh7nMLnw/s1600-h/HPIM3009.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yYvedbNqI/AAAAAAAACjg/21cZh7nMLnw/s400/HPIM3009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142152815948019362" border="0" /></a>En busqueda del poblado de Santa Ana.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yYv-dbNrI/AAAAAAAACjo/0SI3onbs6ag/s1600-h/HPIM3017.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yYv-dbNrI/AAAAAAAACjo/0SI3onbs6ag/s400/HPIM3017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142152824537953970" border="0" /></a>Vegetación que decora los alrededores del camino de nuestro ascenso al Santa Ana.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yYwOdbNsI/AAAAAAAACjw/A-B4d-roR_s/s1600-h/HPIM3023.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yYwOdbNsI/AAAAAAAACjw/A-B4d-roR_s/s400/HPIM3023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142152828832921282" border="0" /></a>Uno de los tantos árboles caídos que podemos ver como obstaculizan un poco el camino.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yYwudbNtI/AAAAAAAACj4/oeTzxTTAOh4/s1600-h/HPIM3024.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yYwudbNtI/AAAAAAAACj4/oeTzxTTAOh4/s400/HPIM3024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142152837422855890" border="0" /></a>Una variedad de hongos adheridos a las paredes de un tronco caído.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yXFOdbNkI/AAAAAAAACiw/wVdhvuZcEvU/s1600-h/HPIM3032.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yXFOdbNkI/AAAAAAAACiw/wVdhvuZcEvU/s400/HPIM3032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142150990586918466" border="0" /></a>Aquí estoy aprovechando la humedad de la montaña...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yXFudbNlI/AAAAAAAACi4/La-FsnsiHv4/s1600-h/HPIM3035.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yXFudbNlI/AAAAAAAACi4/La-FsnsiHv4/s400/HPIM3035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142150999176853074" border="0" /></a>El agua se cola a través de las paredes de la montaña... refrescando un poco nuestro viaje.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yXF-dbNmI/AAAAAAAACjA/9xcoTNzugyY/s1600-h/HPIM3038.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yXF-dbNmI/AAAAAAAACjA/9xcoTNzugyY/s400/HPIM3038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142151003471820386" border="0" /></a>Los compañeros escalando a través de unos mecates que permiten el ascenso a la cima.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yXGOdbNnI/AAAAAAAACjI/UA0o5cmYnkw/s1600-h/HPIM3045.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yXGOdbNnI/AAAAAAAACjI/UA0o5cmYnkw/s400/HPIM3045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142151007766787698" border="0" /></a>Moruy desde más alto en el Santa Ana.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yXGedbNoI/AAAAAAAACjQ/lUmN-xeksqU/s1600-h/HPIM3047.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yXGedbNoI/AAAAAAAACjQ/lUmN-xeksqU/s400/HPIM3047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142151012061755010" border="0" /></a>Las rocas del Pico Santa Ana, ya son más visibles<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yVCedbNfI/AAAAAAAACiI/GeAzbm5Mje4/s1600-h/HPIM3048.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yVCedbNfI/AAAAAAAACiI/GeAzbm5Mje4/s400/HPIM3048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142148744319022578" border="0" /></a>En esta segunda parada, tendremos que subir a través de las paredes de la montaña, gracias a un par de mecates que se encuentran amarrados del otro lado y que nos pondrán cada vez más cerca de nuestro objetivo.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yVC-dbNgI/AAAAAAAACiQ/OxZpTEZRh2k/s1600-h/HPIM3049.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yVC-dbNgI/AAAAAAAACiQ/OxZpTEZRh2k/s400/HPIM3049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142148752908957186" border="0" /></a>Vista de Moruy desde la travesía a través de mecates.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yVDOdbNhI/AAAAAAAACiY/jHEU2L_9ALA/s1600-h/HPIM3052.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yVDOdbNhI/AAAAAAAACiY/jHEU2L_9ALA/s400/HPIM3052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142148757203924498" border="0" /></a>La inmensidad de Paraguaná.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yVDedbNiI/AAAAAAAACig/QHSDCe3pXpk/s1600-h/HPIM3054.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yVDedbNiI/AAAAAAAACig/QHSDCe3pXpk/s400/HPIM3054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142148761498891810" border="0" /></a>Parte de la cima del Cerro Santa Ana. aquí los vientos jugaban con la estabilidad de nuestros cuerpos.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yVDudbNjI/AAAAAAAACio/1L-O4C3UwdI/s1600-h/HPIM3056.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yVDudbNjI/AAAAAAAACio/1L-O4C3UwdI/s400/HPIM3056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142148765793859122" border="0" /></a>Vista de Santa Ana desde una de las luces que nos daba la vegetación.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yTrudbNaI/AAAAAAAAChg/sviU1Hj6Jvc/s1600-h/HPIM3059.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yTrudbNaI/AAAAAAAAChg/sviU1Hj6Jvc/s400/HPIM3059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142147253965370786" border="0" /></a>Esta fue mi primera escalada a través de unos mecates que encontraremos en las zonas más empinadas y rocosas. La aventura es emocionante, permite liberar adrenalina a través de tu cuerpo, recordándote que estas vivo.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yTr-dbNbI/AAAAAAAACho/4rXeBms57dQ/s1600-h/HPIM3064.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yTr-dbNbI/AAAAAAAACho/4rXeBms57dQ/s400/HPIM3064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142147258260338098" border="0" /></a>Vegetación tipica de Bosque nublado, helechos.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yTsOdbNcI/AAAAAAAAChw/mDkhQd9G0LY/s1600-h/HPIM3069.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yTsOdbNcI/AAAAAAAAChw/mDkhQd9G0LY/s400/HPIM3069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142147262555305410" border="0" /></a>Cerro Santa Ana así me dejastes después de regalarme de tu naturalidad.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yTsedbNdI/AAAAAAAACh4/DGAzR5wV2EQ/s1600-h/HPIM3076.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yTsedbNdI/AAAAAAAACh4/DGAzR5wV2EQ/s400/HPIM3076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142147266850272722" border="0" /></a>Pico Santa Ana, cima más alta del Monumento Natural Cerro Santa Ana.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yTtOdbNeI/AAAAAAAACiA/ZB2-1CFPmsk/s1600-h/HPIM3079.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yTtOdbNeI/AAAAAAAACiA/ZB2-1CFPmsk/s400/HPIM3079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142147279735174626" border="0" /></a>Entrada al Parque Nacional Monumento Natural Cerro Santa Ana, Edo. Falcón.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yR7edbNVI/AAAAAAAACg4/W5yQwp_He8g/s1600-h/HPIM3082.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yR7edbNVI/AAAAAAAACg4/W5yQwp_He8g/s400/HPIM3082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142145325525054802" border="0" /></a>De vuelta a la posada... después de esa larga travesía al Cerro Santa Ana.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yR8OdbNWI/AAAAAAAAChA/h08Mh3lX2Jk/s1600-h/HPIM3086.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yR8OdbNWI/AAAAAAAAChA/h08Mh3lX2Jk/s400/HPIM3086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142145338409956706" border="0" /></a>La vegetación decora todos los jardines del Edo. Falcón.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yR8edbNXI/AAAAAAAAChI/JgkH9ndAJQM/s1600-h/HPIM3093.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yR8edbNXI/AAAAAAAAChI/JgkH9ndAJQM/s400/HPIM3093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142145342704924018" border="0" /></a>Vista del Pico Santa Ana, desde la Posada La Loma, en Muruy.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yR8udbNYI/AAAAAAAAChQ/NDRRZoWPTAw/s1600-h/HPIM3099.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yR8udbNYI/AAAAAAAAChQ/NDRRZoWPTAw/s400/HPIM3099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142145346999891330" border="0" /></a>Un arco iris adorna el cielo Paraguanense...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yR8-dbNZI/AAAAAAAAChY/ADl7kQU-UXo/s1600-h/HR033125.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yR8-dbNZI/AAAAAAAAChY/ADl7kQU-UXo/s400/HR033125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142145351294858642" border="0" /></a>El oleaje en el Cabo San Román muestra como los vientos del Caribe llegan con tal fuerza a costas Venezolanas.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yQNOdbNQI/AAAAAAAACgQ/a-1APv3-vRE/s1600-h/HPIM3101.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yQNOdbNQI/AAAAAAAACgQ/a-1APv3-vRE/s400/HPIM3101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142143431444477186" border="0" /></a>Siempre habia querido disfrutar de un atardecer en el Cabo San Román, y este fue solo un pequeño obsequio, por el resto completo el regalo.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yQNudbNRI/AAAAAAAACgY/UzhtkA-3VPo/s1600-h/HPIM3103.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yQNudbNRI/AAAAAAAACgY/UzhtkA-3VPo/s400/HPIM3103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142143440034411794" border="0" /></a>Hermoso paisaje en busqueda de avistar a Aruba y Curazao, desde el Cabo San Román.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yQN-dbNSI/AAAAAAAACgg/xYCViFx6t4g/s1600-h/HPIM3110.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yQN-dbNSI/AAAAAAAACgg/xYCViFx6t4g/s400/HPIM3110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142143444329379106" border="0" /></a>Pisando la parte más al norte de la Venezuela Continental, Cabo San Román Edo. Falcón.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yQOedbNTI/AAAAAAAACgo/PYvPP_YWH5o/s1600-h/SR033127.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yQOedbNTI/AAAAAAAACgo/PYvPP_YWH5o/s400/SR033127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142143452919313714" border="0" /></a>Cabo San Román en la Peninsula de Paraguaná, el origen de la Venezuela Continental.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yQQudbNUI/AAAAAAAACgw/Hee22xomCYM/s1600-h/SR232864.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/R1yQQudbNUI/AAAAAAAACgw/Hee22xomCYM/s400/SR232864.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142143491574019394" border="0" /></a>Vista del Monumento Natural Santa Ana, desde la población de Santa Ana.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4605974163441521291-983575182211922408?l=cuentosycaminos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael A. 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rz7zClBjYkI/AAAAAAAACVQ/h7awSk_ELFQ/s400/HPIM1403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133807850872857154" border="0" /></a>Iglesia de Tabay.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rz7zC1BjYlI/AAAAAAAACVY/ZaT7KWKz6Tc/s1600-h/HPIM1407.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rz7zC1BjYlI/AAAAAAAACVY/ZaT7KWKz6Tc/s400/HPIM1407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133807855167824466" border="0" /></a>La nieve ya se puede ver...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rz7zEVBjYmI/AAAAAAAACVg/ttvfB2Ulanw/s1600-h/HPIM1420.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rz7zEVBjYmI/AAAAAAAACVg/ttvfB2Ulanw/s400/HPIM1420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133807880937628258" border="0" /></a>...A la entrada del Hotel.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rz7zElBjYnI/AAAAAAAACVo/E1vAbUUOArI/s1600-h/HPIM1422.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rz7zElBjYnI/AAAAAAAACVo/E1vAbUUOArI/s400/HPIM1422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133807885232595570" border="0" /></a>Unas mariquitas amarillas se pasean por las flores del Hotel Páramo La Culata.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rz7zK1BjYoI/AAAAAAAACVw/Yzs7CJwRgzI/s1600-h/SR041353.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rz7zK1BjYoI/AAAAAAAACVw/Yzs7CJwRgzI/s400/SR041353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133807992606777986" border="0" /></a>Panorámica que muestra la carretera Sto. Domingo-Mérida, muy cerca del Hotel Los Frailes.<br /><br /><br /></div><span style="font-weight: bold;">2do Día: Visita a Jají...<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry49e-sne8I/AAAAAAAACTA/DYRFuY0KTC0/s1600-h/HPIM1533.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry49e-sne8I/AAAAAAAACTA/DYRFuY0KTC0/s400/HPIM1533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129104628057078722" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry49fesne9I/AAAAAAAACTI/cj-YYaPdUnk/s1600-h/HPIM1534.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry49fesne9I/AAAAAAAACTI/cj-YYaPdUnk/s400/HPIM1534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129104636647013330" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry49fusne-I/AAAAAAAACTQ/jVLl3COsTSM/s1600-h/HPIM1538.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry49fusne-I/AAAAAAAACTQ/jVLl3COsTSM/s400/HPIM1538.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129104640941980642" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry49gOsne_I/AAAAAAAACTY/eiPIhUjBfXA/s1600-h/HPIM1546.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry49gOsne_I/AAAAAAAACTY/eiPIhUjBfXA/s400/HPIM1546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129104649531915250" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry49gusnfAI/AAAAAAAACTg/oTbt0IXqWJc/s1600-h/HPIM1551.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry49gusnfAI/AAAAAAAACTg/oTbt0IXqWJc/s400/HPIM1551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129104658121849858" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry443usne3I/AAAAAAAACSY/ZCeZAhfFOcg/s1600-h/HPIM1552.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry443usne3I/AAAAAAAACSY/ZCeZAhfFOcg/s400/HPIM1552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129099555700702066" border="0" /></a>Rostros de los niños andinos, se representan en esta foto.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry443-sne4I/AAAAAAAACSg/3jXbY12CMQg/s1600-h/HPIM1556.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry443-sne4I/AAAAAAAACSg/3jXbY12CMQg/s400/HPIM1556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129099559995669378" border="0" /></a>El Arcangel Miguel a la entrada del altar de la Iglesia de Jají.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry444Osne5I/AAAAAAAACSo/Od9M3qcQFGg/s1600-h/HPIM1561.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry444Osne5I/AAAAAAAACSo/Od9M3qcQFGg/s400/HPIM1561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129099564290636690" border="0" /></a>De compras en una de las tiendas en el C.C Jají, (todo el pueblo parece un gran centro comercial con una plaza bolívar central y su iglesia).<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry444esne6I/AAAAAAAACSw/ADczOyLd8rE/s1600-h/HPIM1564.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry444esne6I/AAAAAAAACSw/ADczOyLd8rE/s400/HPIM1564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129099568585604002" border="0" /></a>El paisaje nublado cubriendo los techos rojos d elas casas en Jají.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry444usne7I/AAAAAAAACS4/jxTCHVYFJD8/s1600-h/HPIM1566.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry444usne7I/AAAAAAAACS4/jxTCHVYFJD8/s400/HPIM1566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129099572880571314" border="0" /></a>En la encrucijada, un desvio que nos lleva a Jají y la otra vía a El Manzano.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4z_-sneyI/AAAAAAAACRw/0wMV2o_X2b0/s1600-h/HPIM1584.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4z_-sneyI/AAAAAAAACRw/0wMV2o_X2b0/s400/HPIM1584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129094199876483874" border="0" /></a>Vista de la población de Ejido, desde la carretera que vá a Jají.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry40AOsnezI/AAAAAAAACR4/ppI2wmrIYb4/s1600-h/HPIM1585.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry40AOsnezI/AAAAAAAACR4/ppI2wmrIYb4/s400/HPIM1585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129094204171451186" border="0" /></a>Nuestra cena... la tipica trucha.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry40Busne1I/AAAAAAAACSI/94cMuEqf78M/s1600-h/HR031511.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry40Busne1I/AAAAAAAACSI/94cMuEqf78M/s400/HR031511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129094229941254994" border="0" /></a>Vista frontal de la Iglesia de Jají, la Plaza se encontraba en remodelación para el momento de nuestra visita.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry40BOsne0I/AAAAAAAACSA/aUqwq2Pho5Q/s1600-h/SR011446.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry40BOsne0I/AAAAAAAACSA/aUqwq2Pho5Q/s400/SR011446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129094221351320386" border="0" /></a>Panorámica de nuestro refugio por 2 días... Hotel Páramo La Culata.<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry40COsne2I/AAAAAAAACSQ/b4prIHL3fIs/s1600-h/SR031514.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry40COsne2I/AAAAAAAACSQ/b4prIHL3fIs/s400/SR031514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129094238531189602" border="0" /></a>Panorámica de la Población de Jají.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">3er Día: Visita al Teleférico de Mérida.</span><br /></div><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4sHOsnetI/AAAAAAAACRI/31I9dAbGVRo/s1600-h/HPIM1618.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4sHOsnetI/AAAAAAAACRI/31I9dAbGVRo/s400/HPIM1618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129085528337513170" border="0" /></a>que paso Gaby te da ca...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4sHesneuI/AAAAAAAACRQ/_SLPdu-G4Ec/s1600-h/HPIM1631.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4sHesneuI/AAAAAAAACRQ/_SLPdu-G4Ec/s400/HPIM1631.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129085532632480482" border="0" /></a>La mesa de Mérida...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4sH-snevI/AAAAAAAACRY/rZZ1_AZrR6Q/s1600-h/HPIM1643.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4sH-snevI/AAAAAAAACRY/rZZ1_AZrR6Q/s400/HPIM1643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129085541222415090" border="0" /></a>Mérida desde la estación La Montaña.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4sIOsnewI/AAAAAAAACRg/14lyxJIWCus/s1600-h/HPIM1648.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4sIOsnewI/AAAAAAAACRg/14lyxJIWCus/s400/HPIM1648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129085545517382402" border="0" /></a>En la Estación La Montaña.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4sIusnexI/AAAAAAAACRo/dqGxr1C70fk/s1600-h/HPIM1665.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4sIusnexI/AAAAAAAACRo/dqGxr1C70fk/s400/HPIM1665.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129085554107317010" border="0" /></a>Uno de los vagones del tramo 2: La montaña - La Aguada.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4mI-sneoI/AAAAAAAACQg/xWKO-cueq2w/s1600-h/HPIM1668.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4mI-sneoI/AAAAAAAACQg/xWKO-cueq2w/s400/HPIM1668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129078961332517506" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Parque Nacional Sierra Nevada</span>, esta es la 3era Estación<span style="font-style: italic;"> La Aguada.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4mJesnepI/AAAAAAAACQo/k9RoiN7zd6A/s1600-h/HPIM1678.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4mJesnepI/AAAAAAAACQo/k9RoiN7zd6A/s400/HPIM1678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129078969922452114" border="0" /></a>Disfrutándo de la vista...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4mJ-sneqI/AAAAAAAACQw/L_O5vcFwPTM/s1600-h/HPIM1681.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4mJ-sneqI/AAAAAAAACQw/L_O5vcFwPTM/s400/HPIM1681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129078978512386722" border="0" /></a>Como el paisaje se pierde entre la neblina...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4mKOsnerI/AAAAAAAACQ4/ah0rYeBkojA/s1600-h/HPIM1682.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4mKOsnerI/AAAAAAAACQ4/ah0rYeBkojA/s400/HPIM1682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129078982807354034" border="0" /></a>Un pequeño grupo de música nos amena la espera del vagon a la próxima estación.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4mKusnesI/AAAAAAAACRA/5VbOYJPp5Eg/s1600-h/HPIM1708.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4mKusnesI/AAAAAAAACRA/5VbOYJPp5Eg/s400/HPIM1708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129078991397288642" border="0" /></a>Ya ha comenzado a pegar el frío...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4h_OsnejI/AAAAAAAACP4/HG3RZjY7COY/s1600-h/HPIM1730.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4h_OsnejI/AAAAAAAACP4/HG3RZjY7COY/s400/HPIM1730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129074395782281778" border="0" /></a>Este es el medio de transporte a la última estación desde loma redonda.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4h_esnekI/AAAAAAAACQA/HYkvqttODas/s1600-h/HPIM1735.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4h_esnekI/AAAAAAAACQA/HYkvqttODas/s400/HPIM1735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129074400077249090" border="0" /></a>Última estación Pico Espejo.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4h_-snelI/AAAAAAAACQI/3Br5zfwtOE4/s1600-h/HPIM1738.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4h_-snelI/AAAAAAAACQI/3Br5zfwtOE4/s400/HPIM1738.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129074408667183698" border="0" /></a>Nuestra llegada a la Estación Pico Espejo fue recibida por la Virgen de las Nieves (o neblina porque no habia mucha nieve).<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4h_-snemI/AAAAAAAACQQ/IhGZ385uQso/s1600-h/HPIM1740.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4h_-snemI/AAAAAAAACQQ/IhGZ385uQso/s400/HPIM1740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129074408667183714" border="0" /></a>La Virgen de las Nieves, Pico Espejo Edo. Mérida.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4iAusnenI/AAAAAAAACQY/7MqjwwM_f9w/s1600-h/HPIM1744.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4iAusnenI/AAAAAAAACQY/7MqjwwM_f9w/s400/HPIM1744.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129074421552085618" border="0" /></a>Si Flori... eso es nieve... cosa que no se vé en San Joaquín.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4diOsnegI/AAAAAAAACPg/6z--DaApaSA/s1600-h/HPIM1756.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4diOsnegI/AAAAAAAACPg/6z--DaApaSA/s400/HPIM1756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129069499519564290" border="0" /></a>Junto a nuestro amigo, el muñeco de nieve...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4diesnehI/AAAAAAAACPo/xco1Ye6B-TM/s1600-h/HPIM1752.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4diesnehI/AAAAAAAACPo/xco1Ye6B-TM/s400/HPIM1752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129069503814531602" border="0" /></a>Un muñeco de nieve erótico... quien seria el creador?<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4diusneiI/AAAAAAAACPw/aW-b06OWqaU/s1600-h/HPIM1755.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4diusneiI/AAAAAAAACPw/aW-b06OWqaU/s400/HPIM1755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129069508109498914" border="0" /></a>Les cuento que Sigfre es el que esta de pie... no se confundan con el tamaño.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4abesnedI/AAAAAAAACPI/hJQFbn24_Pg/s1600-h/HPIM1759.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4abesnedI/AAAAAAAACPI/hJQFbn24_Pg/s400/HPIM1759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129066085020563922" border="0" /></a>En la cima junto a un muñeco de nieves... o dos?... Bueno.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4ab-sneeI/AAAAAAAACPQ/TYdziEyjzwQ/s1600-h/HPIM1765.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4ab-sneeI/AAAAAAAACPQ/TYdziEyjzwQ/s400/HPIM1765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129066093610498530" border="0" /></a>Gaby ¿Tienes frío?<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4acesnefI/AAAAAAAACPY/JV7LY8Mv4vU/s1600-h/HPIM1768.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4acesnefI/AAAAAAAACPY/JV7LY8Mv4vU/s400/HPIM1768.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129066102200433138" border="0" /></a>Gaby juega con nieve y baña a los muchachos...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4OlusneOI/AAAAAAAACNQ/qC27iumtjjc/s1600-h/HPIM1775.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4OlusneOI/AAAAAAAACNQ/qC27iumtjjc/s400/HPIM1775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129053066974689506" border="0" /></a>Para sentir un poquito más de frío.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4Ol-snePI/AAAAAAAACNY/Sp-rqq5Sgh0/s1600-h/HPIM1779.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4Ol-snePI/AAAAAAAACNY/Sp-rqq5Sgh0/s400/HPIM1779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129053071269656818" border="0" /></a>En el Pico Espejo... con poca nieve.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4OmOsneQI/AAAAAAAACNg/Dvu41CNfmuU/s1600-h/HPIM1786.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4OmOsneQI/AAAAAAAACNg/Dvu41CNfmuU/s400/HPIM1786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129053075564624130" border="0" /></a>Compartiendo en la cima con mucho frio...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4OmesneRI/AAAAAAAACNo/PEeLXZtMu00/s1600-h/HPIM1789.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4OmesneRI/AAAAAAAACNo/PEeLXZtMu00/s400/HPIM1789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129053079859591442" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">"El hombre de montaña" </span>digo de metropoli ya está en la cima...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4OmusneSI/AAAAAAAACNw/nNkt6SP7s3o/s1600-h/HPIM1793.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry4OmusneSI/AAAAAAAACNw/nNkt6SP7s3o/s400/HPIM1793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129053084154558754" border="0" /></a>Sobre un poquito de nieve...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2pYOsneAI/AAAAAAAACLg/2uqyziowyAQ/s1600-h/HPIM1796.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2pYOsneAI/AAAAAAAACLg/2uqyziowyAQ/s400/HPIM1796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128941784372049922" border="0" /></a>La pareja de las nieves.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2pf-sneBI/AAAAAAAACLo/A_fPME9izUQ/s1600-h/HPIM1799.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2pf-sneBI/AAAAAAAACLo/A_fPME9izUQ/s400/HPIM1799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128941917516036114" border="0" /></a>Desde Germany... Sir Sigfre.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2piusneCI/AAAAAAAACLw/NgMc_x_bwpI/s1600-h/HPIM1801.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2piusneCI/AAAAAAAACLw/NgMc_x_bwpI/s400/HPIM1801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128941964760676386" border="0" /></a>Gaby<br />el frío la cubre y se para a descansar...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2pjOsneDI/AAAAAAAACL4/QAmzTDtw11s/s1600-h/HPIM1803.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2pjOsneDI/AAAAAAAACL4/QAmzTDtw11s/s400/HPIM1803.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128941973350610994" border="0" /></a>nieve de paracaidas...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2pmesneEI/AAAAAAAACMA/OfDjLCUxoQA/s1600-h/HPIM1805.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2pmesneEI/AAAAAAAACMA/OfDjLCUxoQA/s400/HPIM1805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128942029185185858" border="0" /></a>Jugando con la nieve...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2m9usnd7I/AAAAAAAACK4/ToVderMqKZ8/s1600-h/HPIM1809.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2m9usnd7I/AAAAAAAACK4/ToVderMqKZ8/s400/HPIM1809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128939130082260914" border="0" /></a>imitando un extraño gato de las nieves.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2m--snd8I/AAAAAAAACLA/hV3pDbm9w9I/s1600-h/HPIM1810.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2m--snd8I/AAAAAAAACLA/hV3pDbm9w9I/s400/HPIM1810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128939151557097410" border="0" /></a>Estoy aqui...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2nB-snd9I/AAAAAAAACLI/AQ197upnhgA/s1600-h/HPIM1812.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2nB-snd9I/AAAAAAAACLI/AQ197upnhgA/s400/HPIM1812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128939203096704978" border="0" /></a>Conquistando El <span style="font-weight: bold;">Pico Espejo</span>... que manera tan fácil.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2nCusnd-I/AAAAAAAACLQ/JqLS7HupX7w/s1600-h/HPIM1818.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2nCusnd-I/AAAAAAAACLQ/JqLS7HupX7w/s400/HPIM1818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128939215981606882" border="0" /></a>Esto... también es en <span style="font-weight: bold;">Venezuela.</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2nEOsnd_I/AAAAAAAACLY/kHngBBVEgEY/s1600-h/HPIM1825.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2nEOsnd_I/AAAAAAAACLY/kHngBBVEgEY/s400/HPIM1825.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128939241751410674" border="0" /></a>La altitud y <span style="font-style: italic;">mi actitud</span>, no ayudaron mucho con mi bienestar. Sin embargo, disfrute antes de desmayar por falta de oxigeno.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2jVesndxI/AAAAAAAACJo/OdJoL6jCwWo/s1600-h/HPIM1828.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2jVesndxI/AAAAAAAACJo/OdJoL6jCwWo/s400/HPIM1828.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128935140057642770" border="0" /></a>Descansando con Gaby, para tomar aliento una ratico<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2jV-sndyI/AAAAAAAACJw/xL2MXO72tvU/s1600-h/HPIM1830.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2jV-sndyI/AAAAAAAACJw/xL2MXO72tvU/s400/HPIM1830.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128935148647577378" border="0" /></a>Virgen de las Nieves cubierta por la neblina.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2jW-sndzI/AAAAAAAACJ4/cXZ8ghvm_GY/s1600-h/HPIM1834.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2jW-sndzI/AAAAAAAACJ4/cXZ8ghvm_GY/s400/HPIM1834.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128935165827446578" border="0" /></a>El grupo explorador ya en <span style="font-weight: bold;">Pico Espejo</span>, al fondo la imagen de la <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Virgen de las Nieves</span>.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2jXesnd0I/AAAAAAAACKA/pQHWDfPF8b0/s1600-h/HPIM1839.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2jXesnd0I/AAAAAAAACKA/pQHWDfPF8b0/s400/HPIM1839.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128935174417381186" border="0" /></a>Para ayudarla con el frío, ahora que vamos bajando.<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2hgusnduI/AAAAAAAACJQ/0w_GpeEQ3kQ/s1600-h/HPIM1843.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2hgusnduI/AAAAAAAACJQ/0w_GpeEQ3kQ/s400/HPIM1843.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128933134307915490" border="0" /></a>En la Estación Pico Espejo encontramos el...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2jX-snd1I/AAAAAAAACKI/5bWNQG_MXiE/s1600-h/HPIM1862.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2jX-snd1I/AAAAAAAACKI/5bWNQG_MXiE/s400/HPIM1862.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128935183007315794" border="0" /></a>Las lagunas <span style="font-weight: bold;">"Anteojos"</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold;">"la negra"</span> o también llamada <span style="font-weight: bold;">"La Colorada"</span>, <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Estación Loma Redonda.</span><br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2jX-snd1I/AAAAAAAACKI/5bWNQG_MXiE/s1600-h/HPIM1862.JPG"></a><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2hiOsndwI/AAAAAAAACJg/Xytud8xBhjM/s1600-h/HPIM1873.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2hiOsndwI/AAAAAAAACJg/Xytud8xBhjM/s400/HPIM1873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128933160077719298" border="0" /></a>Camino a <span style="font-weight: bold;">Los Nevados</span>, pequeño poblado ubicado cerca del Pico.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2gX-sndrI/AAAAAAAACI4/lmI7EbuM9vg/s1600-h/HPIM1882.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2gX-sndrI/AAAAAAAACI4/lmI7EbuM9vg/s400/HPIM1882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128931884472432306" border="0" /></a>...entre frailejones....<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2gYusndsI/AAAAAAAACJA/HCs1qsVnF6A/s1600-h/HPIM1888.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2gYusndsI/AAAAAAAACJA/HCs1qsVnF6A/s400/HPIM1888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128931897357334210" border="0" /></a>frailejones, frió y una terca mula...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2gbesndtI/AAAAAAAACJI/lXDSFA9eKQU/s1600-h/HPIM1901.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry2gbesndtI/AAAAAAAACJI/lXDSFA9eKQU/s400/HPIM1901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128931944601974482" border="0" /></a>al fin.. ya en la terminal de las mulas....<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry0KOusndoI/AAAAAAAACIg/f6DznBXrsmA/s1600-h/HPIM1908.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry0KOusndoI/AAAAAAAACIg/f6DznBXrsmA/s400/HPIM1908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128766798814475906" border="0" /></a>Después de una paseo en mula hasta la <span style="font-style: italic;">Lagunas de los Anteojos</span>....<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry0KO-sndpI/AAAAAAAACIo/E3VqQHyI0-o/s1600-h/SR041912.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry0KO-sndpI/AAAAAAAACIo/E3VqQHyI0-o/s400/SR041912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128766803109443218" border="0" /></a><br />Panorámica de las Lagunas Anteojos, ubicadas en la Estación <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Loma Redonda</span>, <span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" >posee una altura de 4.045 m.s.n.m.</span>.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry0KQesndqI/AAAAAAAACIw/TGBS-vyui14/s1600-h/SR011641.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry0KQesndqI/AAAAAAAACIw/TGBS-vyui14/s400/SR011641.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128766828879247010" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Panorámica de la Ciudad de Mérida</span>, imagenes tomadas desde la segunda estación del Teleférico, <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Estación La Montaña </span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" >esta ubicada a una altura de 2.452 m.s.n.m.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">4to día: Visita a los Páramos Merideños: </span>este día nos paramos bien temprano para aprovechar el tiempo y trasladarnos al Páramo del <span style="font-style: italic;">Pico El Aguila o Collado del Cóndor</span>, después visitaremos la hermosa <span style="font-style: italic;">Laguna de Mucubají</span>, antes de llevar a Gabriela al Congreso.<br /></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry0DCusndmI/AAAAAAAACIQ/ZNk1x_pQNUg/s1600-h/SR031963.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry0DCusndmI/AAAAAAAACIQ/ZNk1x_pQNUg/s400/SR031963.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128758896074651234" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;">Muy buenos días... Nos dió Mérida.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry0DG-sndnI/AAAAAAAACIY/QpxqZvfvdiU/s1600-h/SR011949.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry0DG-sndnI/AAAAAAAACIY/QpxqZvfvdiU/s400/SR011949.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128758969089095282" border="0" /></a>Panorámica de los Picos nevados en Mérida.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry0DCesndlI/AAAAAAAACII/QJFVeqkZW8Y/s1600-h/HPIM1969.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ry0DCesndlI/AAAAAAAACII/QJFVeqkZW8Y/s400/HPIM1969.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128758891779683922" border="0" /></a>Después de haber ido al teleférico el día anterior, hoy amaneció con tremenda nevada en los Picos conocidos como los 4 aguilas blancas...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryz9h-sndiI/AAAAAAAACHw/NehPxAILJuU/s1600-h/HPIM1955.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryz9h-sndiI/AAAAAAAACHw/NehPxAILJuU/s400/HPIM1955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128752835875796514" border="0" /></a>... Merly aprovecha la belleza de la nevada sobre el Pico.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryz9iOsndjI/AAAAAAAACH4/Y1QZa2x9QxA/s1600-h/HPIM1957.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryz9iOsndjI/AAAAAAAACH4/Y1QZa2x9QxA/s400/HPIM1957.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128752840170763826" border="0" /></a>Sigfre... Gaby y el Pico nevado al fondo para disfrute de cada instante.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryz9iesndkI/AAAAAAAACIA/Hwv_AYVAxUE/s1600-h/HPIM1960.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryz9iesndkI/AAAAAAAACIA/Hwv_AYVAxUE/s400/HPIM1960.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128752844465731138" border="0" /></a>Es que provoca aprovechar cada paisaje y captarlo en una foto para que perdure en el tiempo...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryz6busndfI/AAAAAAAACHY/7ygnMIMA10U/s1600-h/HPIM1961.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryz6busndfI/AAAAAAAACHY/7ygnMIMA10U/s400/HPIM1961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128749429966730738" border="0" /></a>La noche fue de nevadas... y los Picos amanecieron cubiertos de nieve.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryz6b-sndgI/AAAAAAAACHg/a8tcynlO3d4/s1600-h/HPIM2007.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryz6b-sndgI/AAAAAAAACHg/a8tcynlO3d4/s400/HPIM2007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128749434261698050" border="0" /></a>Carretera TransAndina... Trujillo-Mérida-Táchira.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryz6cOsndhI/AAAAAAAACHo/dY6bSWNhfTg/s1600-h/HPIM2021.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryz6cOsndhI/AAAAAAAACHo/dY6bSWNhfTg/s400/HPIM2021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128749438556665362" border="0" /></a>Venezuela cada día que amanece nos regala de sus paisajes... esta vez en el Pico El Aguila o Collado del Cóndor, en el Edo. Mérida.<br />Donde en algunas ocasiones podemos estar por encima de las nubes.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryz2VesndcI/AAAAAAAACHA/4ePbkgQ5ghw/s1600-h/HPIM2024.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryz2VesndcI/AAAAAAAACHA/4ePbkgQ5ghw/s400/HPIM2024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128744924546037186" border="0" /></a>Ya estamos aquí, en el conocido como <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Pico El Aguila</span>, ahora <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Collado del Cóndor</span>.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryz2VusnddI/AAAAAAAACHI/Y5kdaa-VY7M/s1600-h/HPIM2030.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryz2VusnddI/AAAAAAAACHI/Y5kdaa-VY7M/s400/HPIM2030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128744928841004498" border="0" /></a>Para algunos el frío fué implacable y despiadado...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryz2V-sndeI/AAAAAAAACHQ/Kcwo2u2Vaos/s1600-h/HPIM2032.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryz2V-sndeI/AAAAAAAACHQ/Kcwo2u2Vaos/s400/HPIM2032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128744933135971810" border="0" /></a>La neblina acercándose para cubrirme en pleno <span style="font-weight: bold;">Pico del Collado del Cóndor.</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyzxnOsndZI/AAAAAAAACGo/Mngymea79Do/s1600-h/HPIM2034.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyzxnOsndZI/AAAAAAAACGo/Mngymea79Do/s400/HPIM2034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128739731930576274" border="0" /></a>Cafecito... chocolate caliente y calentaito fue nuestro pedido para agarrar calor.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyzxnusndaI/AAAAAAAACGw/SA58w62gp5c/s1600-h/HPIM2036.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyzxnusndaI/AAAAAAAACGw/SA58w62gp5c/s400/HPIM2036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128739740520510882" border="0" /></a>calentándonos un poco para soportar un poquito más el frío....<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryzxn-sndbI/AAAAAAAACG4/9_djTODKLM4/s1600-h/HPIM2044.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryzxn-sndbI/AAAAAAAACG4/9_djTODKLM4/s400/HPIM2044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128739744815478194" border="0" /></a>Conquistando un Pico.... Donde se encuentra la carretera más alto de Venezuela, a 4.118 m.s.n.m. En el ahora conocido como el <span style="font-weight: bold;">Collado del Condor</span>.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyzudOsndWI/AAAAAAAACGQ/1XfG-WngTuo/s1600-h/HPIM2049.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyzudOsndWI/AAAAAAAACGQ/1XfG-WngTuo/s400/HPIM2049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128736261597001058" border="0" /></a>Páramo de <span style="font-weight: bold;">Pico El Aguila o Collado del Cóndor</span>, Edo. Mérida.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyzudesndXI/AAAAAAAACGY/X2COKB1pRW4/s1600-h/HPIM2059.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyzudesndXI/AAAAAAAACGY/X2COKB1pRW4/s400/HPIM2059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128736265891968370" border="0" /></a>En la carretera más alta de Venezuela...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyzudusndYI/AAAAAAAACGg/hdASky2-cK8/s1600-h/HPIM2061.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyzudusndYI/AAAAAAAACGg/hdASky2-cK8/s400/HPIM2061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128736270186935682" border="0" /></a>A las puertas de la Capilla en <span style="font-weight: bold;">El Pico El Aguila</span>.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyznIOsndTI/AAAAAAAACF4/3IgpZ206nI4/s1600-h/HPIM2074.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyznIOsndTI/AAAAAAAACF4/3IgpZ206nI4/s400/HPIM2074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128728204238353714" border="0" /></a>Entrada al <span style="font-weight: bold;">Parque Mifafi</span>, <span style="font-style: italic;">refugio del Condor</span>.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyznI-sndUI/AAAAAAAACGA/pNlWYZnFzy4/s1600-h/HPIM2094.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyznI-sndUI/AAAAAAAACGA/pNlWYZnFzy4/s400/HPIM2094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128728217123255618" border="0" /></a>Vía Páramo <span style="font-weight: bold;">Pico El Aguila</span>, sector La Asomada.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyznJesndVI/AAAAAAAACGI/gi5OIiDPBXM/s1600-h/HPIM2113.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyznJesndVI/AAAAAAAACGI/gi5OIiDPBXM/s400/HPIM2113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128728225713190226" border="0" /></a>Llegada a la <span style="font-weight: bold;">Laguna de Mucubají</span>.... Sigfre y Gaby<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RysEnesndQI/AAAAAAAACFg/eq7C63OkF10/s1600-h/HPIM2114.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RysEnesndQI/AAAAAAAACFg/eq7C63OkF10/s400/HPIM2114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128197676993049858" border="0" /></a>Gaby y la Laguna.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RysEnusndRI/AAAAAAAACFo/K2Sp_OOPw5k/s1600-h/HPIM2116.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RysEnusndRI/AAAAAAAACFo/K2Sp_OOPw5k/s400/HPIM2116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128197681288017170" border="0" /></a>A orillas de la Laguna de Mucubají.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RysEoesndSI/AAAAAAAACFw/HIKh3tqp_a0/s1600-h/SR092275.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RysEoesndSI/AAAAAAAACFw/HIKh3tqp_a0/s400/SR092275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128197694172919074" border="0" /></a>Panorámica de la Laguna de Mucubají, Edo. Mérida.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RysDlusndNI/AAAAAAAACFI/fnS0Dh83k4Y/s1600-h/HPIM2128.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RysDlusndNI/AAAAAAAACFI/fnS0Dh83k4Y/s400/HPIM2128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128196547416650962" border="0" /></a>Esto que verán a continuación, también es en <span style="font-weight: bold;">Venezuela</span>.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RysDl-sndOI/AAAAAAAACFQ/HBzcijPxYVk/s1600-h/HPIM2129.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RysDl-sndOI/AAAAAAAACFQ/HBzcijPxYVk/s400/HPIM2129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128196551711618274" border="0" /></a>La laguna de Mucubají despejada y rodeada de frailejones.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RysDmOsndPI/AAAAAAAACFY/083DmXeSfdQ/s1600-h/HPIM2130.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RysDmOsndPI/AAAAAAAACFY/083DmXeSfdQ/s400/HPIM2130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128196556006585586" border="0" /></a>Sigfre <span style="font-style: italic;">"El explorador"</span> en la Laguna de Mucubají...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RysCkesndKI/AAAAAAAACEw/I84qsDQskts/s1600-h/HPIM2132.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RysCkesndKI/AAAAAAAACEw/I84qsDQskts/s400/HPIM2132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128195426430186658" border="0" /></a>Con el Páramo alto al fondo, bajando la neblina y cubriéndonos de frio.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RysCk-sndLI/AAAAAAAACE4/s3ua1hKKq50/s1600-h/HPIM2133.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RysCk-sndLI/AAAAAAAACE4/s3ua1hKKq50/s400/HPIM2133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128195435020121266" border="0" /></a>Frailejones...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RysClesndMI/AAAAAAAACFA/dwyYv3Zfg_I/s1600-h/HPIM2135.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RysClesndMI/AAAAAAAACFA/dwyYv3Zfg_I/s400/HPIM2135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128195443610055874" border="0" /></a>Una hermosa foto para recordar...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RysBbusndHI/AAAAAAAACEY/ZIdwQkazBz0/s1600-h/HPIM2143.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RysBbusndHI/AAAAAAAACEY/ZIdwQkazBz0/s400/HPIM2143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128194176594703474" border="0" /></a>Los frailejones, el río y Sigfre.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RysBcesndII/AAAAAAAACEg/WAp_9Za1w9A/s1600-h/HPIM2150.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RysBcesndII/AAAAAAAACEg/WAp_9Za1w9A/s400/HPIM2150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128194189479605378" border="0" /></a>Laguna, frailejones, neblina, montañas... vida.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RysBc-sndJI/AAAAAAAACEo/18DN3zimYYw/s1600-h/HPIM2155.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RysBc-sndJI/AAAAAAAACEo/18DN3zimYYw/s400/HPIM2155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128194198069539986" border="0" /></a>El paisaje no se gasta por tomar fotos junto a el.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RysAXesndEI/AAAAAAAACEA/ntI0MNfQl-4/s1600-h/HPIM2157.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RysAXesndEI/AAAAAAAACEA/ntI0MNfQl-4/s400/HPIM2157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128193004068631618" border="0" /></a>Delante de la Laguna...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RysAYesndFI/AAAAAAAACEI/h7AHxSqn1h0/s1600-h/HPIM2158.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RysAYesndFI/AAAAAAAACEI/h7AHxSqn1h0/s400/HPIM2158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128193021248500818" border="0" /></a>Combinación del paisaje: Frailejones, laguna, montañas, neblina, bosques.... La beleza de Mérida descrita en una sola imagen.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RysAYusndGI/AAAAAAAACEQ/LrvZdkG0JOQ/s1600-h/HPIM2169.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RysAYusndGI/AAAAAAAACEQ/LrvZdkG0JOQ/s400/HPIM2169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128193025543468130" border="0" /></a>Vista de la Laguna al fondo y en primera imagen los frailejones.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr-tOsndBI/AAAAAAAACDo/c0ZzprUJ4MQ/s1600-h/HPIM2180.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr-tOsndBI/AAAAAAAACDo/c0ZzprUJ4MQ/s400/HPIM2180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128191178707530770" border="0" /></a>Gabriela se muestra en la inmensidad del paisaje andino de la zona.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr-tusndCI/AAAAAAAACDw/0oDj9ZrxVhk/s1600-h/HPIM2181.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr-tusndCI/AAAAAAAACDw/0oDj9ZrxVhk/s400/HPIM2181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128191187297465378" border="0" /></a>Descansando con la frescura del paisaje y la beleza de los frailejones.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr-t-sndDI/AAAAAAAACD4/fRKD2epwxYs/s1600-h/HPIM2185.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr-t-sndDI/AAAAAAAACD4/fRKD2epwxYs/s400/HPIM2185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128191191592432690" border="0" /></a>El llanero solitario<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr9sOsnc-I/AAAAAAAACDQ/GSbeHb4BZOw/s1600-h/HPIM2193.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr9sOsnc-I/AAAAAAAACDQ/GSbeHb4BZOw/s400/HPIM2193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128190062016033762" border="0" /></a>Una de las lagunas pertenecientes al Parque de Mucubají, la <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Laguna Negra.</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr9susnc_I/AAAAAAAACDY/8Hs5QR5bmFA/s1600-h/HPIM2196.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr9susnc_I/AAAAAAAACDY/8Hs5QR5bmFA/s400/HPIM2196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128190070605968370" border="0" /></a>El grupo después del recorrido hasta las vistas de la Laguna Negra.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr9s-sndAI/AAAAAAAACDg/gFDr1v5lsqE/s1600-h/HPIM2200.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr9s-sndAI/AAAAAAAACDg/gFDr1v5lsqE/s400/HPIM2200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128190074900935682" border="0" /></a>Vista al fondo la Laguna Negra, a 15 minutos en mula de la Laguna de Mucubají.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr8zusnc7I/AAAAAAAACC4/e9TBJX8u2rw/s1600-h/HPIM2214.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr8zusnc7I/AAAAAAAACC4/e9TBJX8u2rw/s400/HPIM2214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128189091353424818" border="0" /></a>Al fondo la Laguna de Mucubají.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr8z-snc8I/AAAAAAAACDA/wo7j9g3-6VQ/s1600-h/HPIM2222.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr8z-snc8I/AAAAAAAACDA/wo7j9g3-6VQ/s400/HPIM2222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128189095648392130" border="0" /></a>Merly descansa del viaje en las orillas de la laguna de Mucubají<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr80esnc9I/AAAAAAAACDI/3KoThdmPC9s/s1600-h/HPIM2242.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr80esnc9I/AAAAAAAACDI/3KoThdmPC9s/s400/HPIM2242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128189104238326738" border="0" /></a>Apartadero, Edo. Mérida. Aquí podemos encontrar el monumento a la <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Loca Luz Caraballo.</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr70-snc4I/AAAAAAAACCg/102u51m2svA/s1600-h/HPIM2251.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr70-snc4I/AAAAAAAACCg/102u51m2svA/s400/HPIM2251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128188013316633474" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">De Chachopo a Apartaderos... camina la loca Luz Caraballo... </span><br />En Apartaderos, Edo. Mérida<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr71esnc5I/AAAAAAAACCo/Ls06GBFIBAA/s1600-h/HPIM2265.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr71esnc5I/AAAAAAAACCo/Ls06GBFIBAA/s400/HPIM2265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128188021906568082" border="0" /></a>En el monumento a la <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">loca Luz Caraballo</span>.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr72Osnc6I/AAAAAAAACCw/dJH1-RZ09S0/s1600-h/HPIM2266.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr72Osnc6I/AAAAAAAACCw/dJH1-RZ09S0/s400/HPIM2266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128188034791469986" border="0" /></a>Las dos <span style="font-style: italic;">locas... señalan un camino.<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr69usnc1I/AAAAAAAACCI/ae3B6U_KFPo/s1600-h/HPIM2269.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr69usnc1I/AAAAAAAACCI/ae3B6U_KFPo/s400/HPIM2269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128187064128861010" border="0" /></a>Iglesia de San Rafael de Mucuchies.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr6-Osnc2I/AAAAAAAACCQ/RT1pP_FTg9I/s1600-h/HPIM2279.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr6-Osnc2I/AAAAAAAACCQ/RT1pP_FTg9I/s400/HPIM2279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128187072718795618" border="0" /></a>Por casa de Nela lamentablemente solo pudimos pasar el Sábado y un rato. (de izquierda a derecha: Tía Leida, yo, Tia Nela y Tío Izaguirre)<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr6-esnc3I/AAAAAAAACCY/rVVNfEzvL7o/s1600-h/HPIM2285.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr6-esnc3I/AAAAAAAACCY/rVVNfEzvL7o/s400/HPIM2285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128187077013762930" border="0" /></a>Vista lateral de la Cátedral de Mérida.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr50OsncyI/AAAAAAAACBw/CChKRXx_7ac/s1600-h/HPIM2288.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr50OsncyI/AAAAAAAACBw/CChKRXx_7ac/s400/HPIM2288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128185801408475938" border="0" /></a>El Bolívar de la Plaza de Mérida.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr51-snczI/AAAAAAAACB4/4qugOgUjkzs/s1600-h/HPIM2294.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr51-snczI/AAAAAAAACB4/4qugOgUjkzs/s400/HPIM2294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128185831473247026" border="0" /></a>Rostro de la imagen de la Virgen postrada en la entrada principal de la Cátedral de Mérida.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr52Osnc0I/AAAAAAAACCA/GcTGtb_rN-I/s1600-h/HPIM2299.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ryr52Osnc0I/AAAAAAAACCA/GcTGtb_rN-I/s400/HPIM2299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128185835768214338" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">La última cena</span>... la de despedida por esas cortas pero merecidas vacaciones.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR_YesncoI/AAAAAAAACAk/fNJu_ysLFQk/s1600-h/HPIM2301.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR_YesncoI/AAAAAAAACAk/fNJu_ysLFQk/s400/HPIM2301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126362334388253314" border="0" /></a>Este fué el postre preparado por Merly.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR_ZOsncpI/AAAAAAAACAs/6d7pSuX2n7Q/s1600-h/HPIM2304.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR_ZOsncpI/AAAAAAAACAs/6d7pSuX2n7Q/s400/HPIM2304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126362347273155218" border="0" /></a>Así fué la presentación y el sabor estaba mucho mejor...<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Dia 5: Retorno a San Joaquín...</span></span><br /><br />... pero hasta el último momento disfrutamos del paisaje de estos Páramos y las poblaciones que podemos conseguir en la vía.<br /></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR98usncmI/AAAAAAAACAU/0YXzksInq8o/s1600-h/HPIM2327.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR98usncmI/AAAAAAAACAU/0YXzksInq8o/s400/HPIM2327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126360758135255650" border="0" /></a>Preparándonos para el regreso.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR98-sncnI/AAAAAAAACAc/gDrCBZmJ2x0/s1600-h/HPIM2322.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR98-sncnI/AAAAAAAACAc/gDrCBZmJ2x0/s400/HPIM2322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126360762430222962" border="0" /></a>Vista del <span style="font-weight: bold;">Pico Humboult</span> desde la posada Riverside. Nios<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR9DesnclI/AAAAAAAACAM/2jSfq8ISub8/s1600-h/HPIM2329.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR9DesnclI/AAAAAAAACAM/2jSfq8ISub8/s400/HPIM2329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126359774587744850" border="0" /></a>Junto a la propietaria de la <span style="font-style: italic;">Posada Riverside</span>, la Sra Beatriz Schneider.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR8JesnciI/AAAAAAAAB_0/3Q5xLJQQhE4/s1600-h/HPIM2331.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR8JesnciI/AAAAAAAAB_0/3Q5xLJQQhE4/s400/HPIM2331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126358778155332130" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Posada Cabañas Riverside</span>, sector el playón vía Páramo La Culata, Edo. Mérida.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR8KusncjI/AAAAAAAAB_8/F-jXZP2TTQQ/s1600-h/HPIM2336.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR8KusncjI/AAAAAAAAB_8/F-jXZP2TTQQ/s400/HPIM2336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126358799630168626" border="0" /></a>Plaza no la recuerdo... creo que es la de <span style="font-weight: bold;">Mucuchache</span>.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR67OsncgI/AAAAAAAAB_k/YKDuiA5eaDk/s1600-h/HPIM2339.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR67OsncgI/AAAAAAAAB_k/YKDuiA5eaDk/s400/HPIM2339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126357433830568450" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Monumento al Perro Nevado</span>, o algo así.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR6QesnceI/AAAAAAAAB_U/uTdm6ylVppw/s1600-h/HPIM2343.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR6QesnceI/AAAAAAAAB_U/uTdm6ylVppw/s400/HPIM2343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126356699391160802" border="0" /></a>La armonia del relieve y el paisaje en la carretera vía<span style="font-weight: bold;"> Mucuchies</span>....<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR6ResncfI/AAAAAAAAB_c/oSaiQGfyTSA/s1600-h/HPIM2344.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR6ResncfI/AAAAAAAAB_c/oSaiQGfyTSA/s400/HPIM2344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126356716571030002" border="0" /></a>Iglesia en remodelación (asi como la plaza Bolívar) de <span style="font-weight: bold;">Mucuchies</span>.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR5c-snccI/AAAAAAAAB_E/2pl-XIyoBlg/s1600-h/HPIM2349.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR5c-snccI/AAAAAAAAB_E/2pl-XIyoBlg/s400/HPIM2349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126355814627897794" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Hotel Castillo San Ignacio</span>, en la población de <span style="font-weight: bold;">Mucuchies</span>.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR5desncdI/AAAAAAAAB_M/X9JIu5hlGjE/s1600-h/HPIM2352.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR5desncdI/AAAAAAAAB_M/X9JIu5hlGjE/s400/HPIM2352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126355823217832402" border="0" /></a>Gabriela apareció y era que estaba escondida durante el viaje de regreso...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR42OsncaI/AAAAAAAAB-0/c_QAjhSsFE8/s1600-h/HPIM2357.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR42OsncaI/AAAAAAAAB-0/c_QAjhSsFE8/s400/HPIM2357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126355148907966882" border="0" /></a>En el Castillo de San Ignacio en <span style="font-weight: bold;">Mucuchies</span>...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR42usncbI/AAAAAAAAB-8/paphdoCfnkg/s1600-h/HPIM2360.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR42usncbI/AAAAAAAAB-8/paphdoCfnkg/s400/HPIM2360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126355157497901490" border="0" /></a>Por al grupo no fué a los únicos que les tome fotos... Una pareja de "recién casados"<br />se fueron con una foto mia.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR38-sncYI/AAAAAAAAB-k/gYAox1C0YQM/s1600-h/HPIM2364.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR38-sncYI/AAAAAAAAB-k/gYAox1C0YQM/s400/HPIM2364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126354165360456066" border="0" /></a>Hermoso jardin a la entrada del estacionamiento con la estructura del Castillo al fondo.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR3--sncZI/AAAAAAAAB-s/MMSlwkaNO_M/s1600-h/HPIM2369.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR3--sncZI/AAAAAAAAB-s/MMSlwkaNO_M/s400/HPIM2369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126354199720194450" border="0" /></a>El pozo de los deseos... en el Hotel Castillo San Ignacio a la salida de <span style="font-weight: bold;">Mucuchies</span>.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR3HesncWI/AAAAAAAAB-U/LZEmRGGHCmQ/s1600-h/HPIM2370.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR3HesncWI/AAAAAAAAB-U/LZEmRGGHCmQ/s400/HPIM2370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126353246237454690" border="0" /></a>Si mi ubicación no es tan mala, creo que este pico que vemos aquí es el que pertenece al <span style="font-weight: bold;">Parque Mifafi</span>, donde se encuentra la protección del <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Condor de los Andes</span>. Si alguien cree que es lo contrario puede orientarme. Fue tomada desde Mucuchies<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR3LesncXI/AAAAAAAAB-c/Pq6ngVbU5q0/s1600-h/HPIM2374.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR3LesncXI/AAAAAAAAB-c/Pq6ngVbU5q0/s400/HPIM2374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126353314956931442" border="0" /></a>Sorprendente como un paisaje puede ser tan utilizado para muchas cosas, pues este pequeño espacio que conseguimos en el camino, a la salida de Mucuchies lo aprovechamos para tomar varias fotos, una con Sigfre...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR2besncUI/AAAAAAAAB-E/vAgez9WLII4/s1600-h/HPIM2376.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR2besncUI/AAAAAAAAB-E/vAgez9WLII4/s400/HPIM2376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126352490323210562" border="0" /></a>...otra con Merly<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR2c-sncVI/AAAAAAAAB-M/ImIKf9JK1hI/s1600-h/HPIM2379.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR2c-sncVI/AAAAAAAAB-M/ImIKf9JK1hI/s400/HPIM2379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126352516093014354" border="0" /></a>... y una conmigo. Esto es lo que se llamaria la <span style="font-style: italic;">explotación del paisaje</span>.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR1sesncSI/AAAAAAAAB90/WJLZiPzXAn4/s1600-h/HPIM2380.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR1sesncSI/AAAAAAAAB90/WJLZiPzXAn4/s400/HPIM2380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126351682869358882" border="0" /></a>Iglesia de <span style="font-weight: bold;">San Rafael de Mucuchies</span>.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR1tOsncTI/AAAAAAAAB98/nkkDTgLZi5c/s1600-h/HPIM2384.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyR1tOsncTI/AAAAAAAAB98/nkkDTgLZi5c/s400/HPIM2384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126351695754260786" border="0" /></a>Iglesia de Piedras, construida por Juan Felix Sánchez, el arquitecto de los Andes. Esta capilla fué construida a mano piedra por piedra por a quien años después se le dió el titulo de arquitecto de los Andes, esta ubicada en la población de <span style="font-weight: bold;">San Rafael de Mucuchies</span>, Edo. Mérida.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyRyW-sncPI/AAAAAAAAB9g/j-hyKlGcJzc/s1600-h/HPIM2393.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyRyW-sncPI/AAAAAAAAB9g/j-hyKlGcJzc/s400/HPIM2393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126348014967288050" border="0" /></a>Al fondo la Capilla de Piedras, <span style="font-weight: bold;">San Rafael de Mucuchies Edo. Mérida</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyRyausncQI/AAAAAAAAB9o/MGhTXS7lR8U/s1600-h/HPIM2396.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyRyausncQI/AAAAAAAAB9o/MGhTXS7lR8U/s400/HPIM2396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126348079391797506" border="0" /></a>... Aquí también nos tomamos fotos en grupo para dejarla de recuerdo de nuestro retorno<br />a <span style="font-weight: bold;">San Joaquín.</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyG_4usnbyI/AAAAAAAAB6I/0S8_YfrEc2Q/s1600-h/HPIM2402.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyG_4usnbyI/AAAAAAAAB6I/0S8_YfrEc2Q/s400/HPIM2402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125588832253079330" border="0" /></a>En la Iglesia de Piedra elaborada por <span style="font-weight: bold;">Juan Felix Sánchez</span>, el arquitecto de los andes.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyG_5esnbzI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/QcxoK8TZfNk/s1600-h/HPIM2417.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyG_5esnbzI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/QcxoK8TZfNk/s400/HPIM2417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125588845137981234" border="0" /></a>tomandome una rica chicha andina.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyG_7Osnb0I/AAAAAAAAB6Y/3IVC3yqNNw4/s1600-h/HPIM2418.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyG_7Osnb0I/AAAAAAAAB6Y/3IVC3yqNNw4/s400/HPIM2418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125588875202752322" border="0" /></a>Disfruta de su último postre (fresas con crema) del viaje.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyG-tOsnbvI/AAAAAAAAB5w/jKjrkvh36Yo/s1600-h/HPIM2426.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyG-tOsnbvI/AAAAAAAAB5w/jKjrkvh36Yo/s400/HPIM2426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125587535172955890" border="0" /></a>Parada para comernos una cachapita llanera.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyG-tusnbwI/AAAAAAAAB54/rwP2ASpOrR4/s1600-h/HPIM2428.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyG-tusnbwI/AAAAAAAAB54/rwP2ASpOrR4/s400/HPIM2428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125587543762890498" border="0" /></a>Cambio de temperatura, del maravilloso frio de los Páramos al implacable calor del llano.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyG-uesnbxI/AAAAAAAAB6A/j-PGOmjjqnw/s1600-h/SR152425.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RyG-uesnbxI/AAAAAAAAB6A/j-PGOmjjqnw/s400/SR152425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125587556647792402" border="0" /></a>Panorámica de los llanos de <span style="font-weight: bold;">Guanare, Edo. Portuguesa</span>.<br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4605974163441521291-2075508418121170850?l=cuentosycaminos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael A. Bazán T.noreply@blogger.com30tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605974163441521291.post-59750801519351291732007-10-15T15:57:00.001-07:002007-10-22T12:51:19.153-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RxSR0yVjC1I/AAAAAAAAB40/Y33Wwgu_xKs/s1600-h/HPIM1191.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RxSR0yVjC1I/AAAAAAAAB40/Y33Wwgu_xKs/s400/HPIM1191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121879012278471506" border="0" /></a>Sector el Bambú, en el Parque Aristides Rojas, o mejor conocido como Morros de San Juan<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RxSR1iVjC2I/AAAAAAAAB48/OJFPx__Y7s0/s1600-h/HPIM1195.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RxSR1iVjC2I/AAAAAAAAB48/OJFPx__Y7s0/s400/HPIM1195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121879025163373410" border="0" /></a>Por aqui se vá a los Morros de San Juan.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RxSR2CVjC3I/AAAAAAAAB5E/RTTz3BL7GCw/s1600-h/HPIM1196.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RxSR2CVjC3I/AAAAAAAAB5E/RTTz3BL7GCw/s400/HPIM1196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121879033753308018" border="0" /></a>Así quedó el carro después de la travesia de ida a los Morros.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RxSR2iVjC4I/AAAAAAAAB5M/HA98Lk8-_wA/s1600-h/HPIM1198.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RxSR2iVjC4I/AAAAAAAAB5M/HA98Lk8-_wA/s400/HPIM1198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121879042343242626" border="0" /></a>Un pequeño accidente que nos deslizó a una cuneta.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RxSR3CVjC5I/AAAAAAAAB5U/IYngGAmn5ac/s1600-h/HPIM1208.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RxSR3CVjC5I/AAAAAAAAB5U/IYngGAmn5ac/s400/HPIM1208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121879050933177234" border="0" /></a>Con el Valle de San Juan a mis espaldas disfrutando de frente de los Morros.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RxSQUCVjCxI/AAAAAAAAB4U/Vd97JjBaFk0/s1600-h/HPIM1209.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RxSQUCVjCxI/AAAAAAAAB4U/Vd97JjBaFk0/s400/HPIM1209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121877350126127890" border="0" /></a>También el día nos permitió tomar fotos claras, aunque la bateria de la cámara no ayudo mucho porque estaba decayendo.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RxSQUyVjCyI/AAAAAAAAB4c/s7R-WsgPtmw/s1600-h/HPIM1210.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RxSQUyVjCyI/AAAAAAAAB4c/s7R-WsgPtmw/s400/HPIM1210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121877363011029794" border="0" /></a>Los Morros, el carro y Merly.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RxSQVSVjCzI/AAAAAAAAB4k/kiTrOzqhSwk/s1600-h/HPIM1213.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RxSQVSVjCzI/AAAAAAAAB4k/kiTrOzqhSwk/s400/HPIM1213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121877371600964402" border="0" /></a>Bajando un poco de disfrutar más de cerca, la vista de este monumentos natural.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RxSQVyVjC0I/AAAAAAAAB4s/IHdPEMz96P4/s1600-h/HPIM1218.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RxSQVyVjC0I/AAAAAAAAB4s/IHdPEMz96P4/s400/HPIM1218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121877380190899010" border="0" /></a>Los Morros de San Juan Edo. Guárico.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RxPybSVjCsI/AAAAAAAAB3s/0zdqHa3P9xk/s1600-h/HPIM1221.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RxPybSVjCsI/AAAAAAAAB3s/0zdqHa3P9xk/s400/HPIM1221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121703751842990786" border="0" /></a>entre la maleza... de safari.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RxPybyVjCtI/AAAAAAAAB30/23_J7uai_5E/s1600-h/HPIM1222.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RxPybyVjCtI/AAAAAAAAB30/23_J7uai_5E/s400/HPIM1222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121703760432925394" border="0" /></a>Los Morros atrás... con ganas de ser escalados.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RxPycSVjCuI/AAAAAAAAB38/eXpfaOByp6g/s1600-h/HPIM1224.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RxPycSVjCuI/AAAAAAAAB38/eXpfaOByp6g/s400/HPIM1224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121703769022860002" border="0" /></a>Vista al fondo del Sanjuanote...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RxPyciVjCvI/AAAAAAAAB4E/MXnaDPFvEHE/s1600-h/HPIM1225.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RxPyciVjCvI/AAAAAAAAB4E/MXnaDPFvEHE/s400/HPIM1225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121703773317827314" border="0" /></a>Plaza Bolívar de San Juan de los Morros<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RxPydiVjCwI/AAAAAAAAB4M/nqUZlAfkmsQ/s1600-h/HPIM1226.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RxPydiVjCwI/AAAAAAAAB4M/nqUZlAfkmsQ/s400/HPIM1226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121703790497696514" border="0" /></a>Interior de la Iglesia de San Juan de los Morros<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Después de este paseo por San Juan de los Morros, al salir de la ciudad como a la 1 de la tarde, viramos a la derecha y tomamos (equivocadamente) la vía hacia San Sebastian de los Reyes y después a San Casimiro, es sorprendente darte cuenta que esa parte del Edo. Aragua no tiene forma de comunicarse (carreteras) con la zona sur desde vías de su propio Edo. sino que se tiene que llegar a San Juan de los Morros y desviarse hacia la izquierda para llegar a estas y otras poblaciones.<br /><br />Lamentablemente no pude tomar más fotos por los problemas técnicos y humanos que presentamos al no poner a cargar las baterias d ela cámara, pero esto me compromete a volver a esos lugares tan remotos del Edo. Aragua y captar algunos de sus paisajes.<br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4605974163441521291-5975080151935129173?l=cuentosycaminos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael A. Bazán T.noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605974163441521291.post-26217727842765039742007-09-17T12:54:00.000-07:002007-09-17T16:00:41.525-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: justify;">Este viaje fue toda una aventura, salimos de Carabobo vía Guanare con el objetivo de tomar un bus luego hacia Boconó. El pasaje en bus con aire desde Valencia a Guanare es de Bs. 18.000 y desde Guanare a Boconó Bs. 10.000. Una cola nos agarro en el Naipe en la salida de Carabobo y eso dificulto nuestra llegada a tempranas horas a Boconó. Para donde salimos sin hacer reservaciones en posadas. Nuestra llegada a Boconó fue a las 7:30 p.m y nos quedamos en la Plaza Bolívar recorrimos media cuadra hacia arriba por la Av. Gran Colombia y conseguimos hospedaje en Posada Blamedi.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru8Eu032AcI/AAAAAAAABsQ/z2mgPuZhorE/s1600-h/HPIM0628.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru8Eu032AcI/AAAAAAAABsQ/z2mgPuZhorE/s400/HPIM0628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111309304602165698" border="0" /></a>Basilica de Boconó desde lejos...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru8B7E32AXI/AAAAAAAABro/jeYB7rClDU8/s1600-h/HPIM0407.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru8B7E32AXI/AAAAAAAABro/jeYB7rClDU8/s400/HPIM0407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111306216520679794" border="0" /></a>En el terminal vía Burbusay<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru8B7U32AYI/AAAAAAAABrw/vOZYtbw6rNQ/s1600-h/HPIM0411.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru8B7U32AYI/AAAAAAAABrw/vOZYtbw6rNQ/s400/HPIM0411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111306220815647106" border="0" /></a>No te pierdas arriba esta Burbusay.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru8B7k32AZI/AAAAAAAABr4/yoCYfCwO0T4/s1600-h/HPIM0428.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru8B7k32AZI/AAAAAAAABr4/yoCYfCwO0T4/s400/HPIM0428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111306225110614418" border="0" /></a>Paisajes naturales...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru8B7032AaI/AAAAAAAABsA/exYEK6mIXv8/s1600-h/HPIM0429.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru8B7032AaI/AAAAAAAABsA/exYEK6mIXv8/s400/HPIM0429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111306229405581730" border="0" /></a>Lomas de San Miguel... Pequeña población a 1730 m.s.n.m<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru8B8E32AbI/AAAAAAAABsI/WGVl7On3hOY/s1600-h/HPIM0418.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru8B8E32AbI/AAAAAAAABsI/WGVl7On3hOY/s400/HPIM0418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111306233700549042" border="0" /></a>El río Boconó que pasa por un lado del camino vía Burbusay.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7_Hk32ASI/AAAAAAAABrA/ouFfMjhh0Ug/s1600-h/HPIM0413.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7_Hk32ASI/AAAAAAAABrA/ouFfMjhh0Ug/s400/HPIM0413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111303132734161186" border="0" /></a>Vista de Boconó a la salida vía Burbusay al Noroeste de Boconó. Para Burbusay salimos a las 9:00 a.m salimos del terminal de pasajeros de Boconó.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7_IU32ATI/AAAAAAAABrI/m6UylgaVrwE/s1600-h/HPIM0428.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7_IU32ATI/AAAAAAAABrI/m6UylgaVrwE/s400/HPIM0428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111303145619063090" border="0" /></a>Paisaje a la salida de Boconó vía Burbusay.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7_Ik32AUI/AAAAAAAABrQ/bLbJXK6BnEM/s1600-h/HPIM0569.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7_Ik32AUI/AAAAAAAABrQ/bLbJXK6BnEM/s400/HPIM0569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111303149914030402" border="0" /></a>Entrada a Museo de Trapiches de los Clavos, Boconó Edo. Trujillo.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7_JU32AWI/AAAAAAAABrg/UusUG6xqz34/s1600-h/HPIM0576.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7_JU32AWI/AAAAAAAABrg/UusUG6xqz34/s400/HPIM0576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111303162798932322" border="0" /></a>Junto a un ángel...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru78XU32ANI/AAAAAAAABqY/C4hbpCx2UQ4/s1600-h/HPIM0573.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru78XU32ANI/AAAAAAAABqY/C4hbpCx2UQ4/s400/HPIM0573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111300104782217426" border="0" /></a>Aqui se preparaba el papelón. Compuesto de la sabia o zumo de la caña.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru78X032AOI/AAAAAAAABqg/6tB6cnzDEzY/s1600-h/HPIM0575.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru78X032AOI/AAAAAAAABqg/6tB6cnzDEzY/s400/HPIM0575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111300113372152034" border="0" /></a>San Isidro Labrador... patrono de los agricultores.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru78YU32AQI/AAAAAAAABqw/GzbkUHPtuNY/s1600-h/HPIM0582.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru78YU32AQI/AAAAAAAABqw/GzbkUHPtuNY/s400/HPIM0582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111300121962086658" border="0" /></a>creo que son margaritas... estas estan a un lado de los pasillos del Museo.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru78Y032ARI/AAAAAAAABq4/Sa4XMz_MRdE/s1600-h/HPIM0583.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru78Y032ARI/AAAAAAAABq4/Sa4XMz_MRdE/s400/HPIM0583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111300130552021266" border="0" /></a>....<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru76PU32AII/AAAAAAAABpw/wsip0BMMJEA/s1600-h/HPIM0584.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru76PU32AII/AAAAAAAABpw/wsip0BMMJEA/s400/HPIM0584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111297768320008322" border="0" /></a>Rosas del jardín...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru76Pk32AJI/AAAAAAAABp4/b7RFvNZQwOk/s1600-h/HPIM0590.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru76Pk32AJI/AAAAAAAABp4/b7RFvNZQwOk/s400/HPIM0590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111297772614975634" border="0" /></a>Escultura del viejo, Museo de Trapiches de los Clavos en Boconó.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru76P032AKI/AAAAAAAABqA/zFHF7Y1Nl_M/s1600-h/HPIM0595.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru76P032AKI/AAAAAAAABqA/zFHF7Y1Nl_M/s400/HPIM0595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111297776909942946" border="0" /></a>Rostro de escultura en madera... al fondo el molino de caña de azúcar.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru76QE32ALI/AAAAAAAABqI/UI0f5pleHCE/s1600-h/HPIM0602.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru76QE32ALI/AAAAAAAABqI/UI0f5pleHCE/s400/HPIM0602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111297781204910258" border="0" /></a>Jardines del Museo de Trapiche de los Clavos, Boconó.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru76Qk32AMI/AAAAAAAABqQ/FJYw5s8keD8/s1600-h/HPIM0610.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru76Qk32AMI/AAAAAAAABqQ/FJYw5s8keD8/s400/HPIM0610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111297789794844866" border="0" /></a>El barro... la tierra... y la creación.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru73x032ADI/AAAAAAAABpI/LLrZHfHGnho/s1600-h/HPIM0611.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru73x032ADI/AAAAAAAABpI/LLrZHfHGnho/s400/HPIM0611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111295062490611762" border="0" /></a>Esta piedra esculpida muestra imagenes de virgenes de Venezuela<br />entre ellas la Rosa Mistica.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru73yU32AEI/AAAAAAAABpQ/KxfOGhQkcuk/s1600-h/HPIM0614.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru73yU32AEI/AAAAAAAABpQ/KxfOGhQkcuk/s400/HPIM0614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111295071080546370" border="0" /></a>Vista de la fachada del trapiche y sus jardines...<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru73y032AGI/AAAAAAAABpg/AP8X6OLGou8/s1600-h/HPIM0618.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru73y032AGI/AAAAAAAABpg/AP8X6OLGou8/s400/HPIM0618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111295079670480994" border="0" /></a>Uno de los pasillos de jardin.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru73zE32AHI/AAAAAAAABpo/VB_vYWXO6z4/s1600-h/HPIM0626.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru73zE32AHI/AAAAAAAABpo/VB_vYWXO6z4/s400/HPIM0626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111295083965448306" border="0" /></a>El jardin que decora al Museo...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru71fk31_-I/AAAAAAAABog/XMWSmEpKN2s/s1600-h/HPIM0389.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru71fk31_-I/AAAAAAAABog/XMWSmEpKN2s/s400/HPIM0389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111292549934743522" border="0" /></a>A la entrada del Museo.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru71f031__I/AAAAAAAABoo/09rBlfgZsLc/s1600-h/HPIM0387.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru71f031__I/AAAAAAAABoo/09rBlfgZsLc/s400/HPIM0387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111292554229710834" border="0" /></a>A la salida del Museo de Trapiche de los Clavos, Boconó.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru71gk32AAI/AAAAAAAABow/wqKxezcTzZc/s1600-h/HPIM0381.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru71gk32AAI/AAAAAAAABow/wqKxezcTzZc/s400/HPIM0381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111292567114612738" border="0" /></a>Aqui podemos ver la vegetación y el clima de Boconó por la mañana.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru71gk32ABI/AAAAAAAABo4/WCxxmIzrhx8/s1600-h/HPIM0371.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru71gk32ABI/AAAAAAAABo4/WCxxmIzrhx8/s400/HPIM0371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111292567114612754" border="0" /></a>La Basilica de bajada...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru71hE32ACI/AAAAAAAABpA/dauFX_CIfh4/s1600-h/HPIM0372.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru71hE32ACI/AAAAAAAABpA/dauFX_CIfh4/s400/HPIM0372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111292575704547362" border="0" /></a>La Basilica de subida...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7zQk31_5I/AAAAAAAABn4/Ny0Nz3mhbGI/s1600-h/HPIM0629.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7zQk31_5I/AAAAAAAABn4/Ny0Nz3mhbGI/s400/HPIM0629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111290093213450130" border="0" /></a>Basilica de Boconó Edo. Trujillo.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7zQ031_6I/AAAAAAAABoA/X94fd10LLng/s1600-h/HPIM0633.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7zQ031_6I/AAAAAAAABoA/X94fd10LLng/s400/HPIM0633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111290097508417442" border="0" /></a>El mitral en honor a la Patrona de Venezuela, la Virgen de Coromoto.<br />Basilica de Boconó.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7zRU31_7I/AAAAAAAABoI/h_7fevD-tvg/s1600-h/HPIM0634.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7zRU31_7I/AAAAAAAABoI/h_7fevD-tvg/s400/HPIM0634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111290106098352050" border="0" /></a>Uno de los altares de la Basilica de Boconó.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7zRk31_8I/AAAAAAAABoQ/bm0fWV7lH3U/s1600-h/HPIM0635.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7zRk31_8I/AAAAAAAABoQ/bm0fWV7lH3U/s400/HPIM0635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111290110393319362" border="0" /></a>Usted lo vio por aqui... Aunque usted no lo creo, entro y no se cayó.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7zR031_9I/AAAAAAAABoY/VQzBZsXno3M/s1600-h/HPIM0647.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7zR031_9I/AAAAAAAABoY/VQzBZsXno3M/s400/HPIM0647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111290114688286674" border="0" /></a>No sé como llamar esto pero todos los santos negros estaban en un solo lado...<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7w3031_1I/AAAAAAAABnY/X85cLanZhWs/s1600-h/HPIM0650.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7w3031_1I/AAAAAAAABnY/X85cLanZhWs/s400/HPIM0650.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111287468988432210" border="0" /></a>Los licores fabricados en la zona... si logran detallar hasta para levantar el ánimo sexual.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7w4E31_2I/AAAAAAAABng/AVJt3QCUiBg/s1600-h/HPIM0652.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7w4E31_2I/AAAAAAAABng/AVJt3QCUiBg/s400/HPIM0652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111287473283399522" border="0" /></a>Los recuerdos de artesania en las tiendas de Boconó.<br /></div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7w4k31_3I/AAAAAAAABno/NWcGooTkFBE/s1600-h/HPIM0661.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7w4k31_3I/AAAAAAAABno/NWcGooTkFBE/s400/HPIM0661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111287481873334130" border="0" /></a>El decoro de uno de los arboles de Boconó.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7uzk31_vI/AAAAAAAABmo/JY4uIYvDJg4/s1600-h/HPIM0664.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7uzk31_vI/AAAAAAAABmo/JY4uIYvDJg4/s400/HPIM0664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111285196950732530" border="0" /></a>Vista de la Basilica de Boconó.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7w4031_4I/AAAAAAAABnw/I8pAWOgkKvk/s1600-h/HPIM0568.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7w4031_4I/AAAAAAAABnw/I8pAWOgkKvk/s400/HPIM0568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111287486168301442" border="0" /></a>Pues te toca la de arriba... y mosca con una...<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7uz031_wI/AAAAAAAABmw/2ncgImdh8qk/s1600-h/HPIM0667.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7uz031_wI/AAAAAAAABmw/2ncgImdh8qk/s400/HPIM0667.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111285201245699842" border="0" /></a>Descansando en la Posada después de nuestra visita a <a href="http://cuentosycaminos.blogspot.com/2007/09/burbusay.html">Burbusay.</a><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7u0E31_xI/AAAAAAAABm4/XnMXTK6KBjo/s1600-h/HPIM0670.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7u0E31_xI/AAAAAAAABm4/XnMXTK6KBjo/s400/HPIM0670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111285205540667154" border="0" /></a>Esta es la entrada a la Posada Blamedi donde nos hospedamos y fuimos atentidos por la identidad de Superman, Clark Kem... La atención fue buena pero la comida fue mucho mejor. Aquí nos comimos unos camarones enchilados muy buenos. El costo de la habitación oscila entre los Bs. 25.000 a 60.000.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7u0U31_yI/AAAAAAAABnA/0IE3VBmmSBY/s1600-h/HPIM0671.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7u0U31_yI/AAAAAAAABnA/0IE3VBmmSBY/s400/HPIM0671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111285209835634466" border="0" /></a>Este letrero muestra el destino de mi próximo viaje a las tierras Trujillanas, Niquitao.<br />Donde visitaré la famosa teta de Niquitao a 4.006 m.s.n.m.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7u0k31_zI/AAAAAAAABnI/nQYjL2XkVvM/s1600-h/HPIM0675.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7u0k31_zI/AAAAAAAABnI/nQYjL2XkVvM/s400/HPIM0675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111285214130601778" border="0" /></a>Vista a lo lejos de la entrada al Museo de Trapiche de los Clavos, Boconó, Edo. Trujillo.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7n8031_qI/AAAAAAAABmA/Z1DUthhye48/s1600-h/HPIM0682.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7n8031_qI/AAAAAAAABmA/Z1DUthhye48/s400/HPIM0682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111277659283127970" border="0" /></a>En esta pido disculpas pero la humedad me impidio tomar una mejor foto. Este es Mosquey a la distancia con vía a Batatal.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7n9E31_rI/AAAAAAAABmI/CI2MnJkWc2c/s1600-h/HPIM0683.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7n9E31_rI/AAAAAAAABmI/CI2MnJkWc2c/s400/HPIM0683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111277663578095282" border="0" /></a>Desde Batatal de puede ver la distancia hasta...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7n9k31_tI/AAAAAAAABmY/EEjFM__Oqc4/s1600-h/HPIM0692.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7n9k31_tI/AAAAAAAABmY/EEjFM__Oqc4/s400/HPIM0692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111277672168029906" border="0" /></a>Calle principal de Batatal, Edo. Trujillo.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7n9031_uI/AAAAAAAABmg/pMYQkOKiZ5o/s1600-h/HPIM0687.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7n9031_uI/AAAAAAAABmg/pMYQkOKiZ5o/s400/HPIM0687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111277676462997218" border="0" /></a>Plaza de Batatal.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7hJE31_hI/AAAAAAAABk4/5aROFyqzZCs/s1600-h/HPIM0694.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7hJE31_hI/AAAAAAAABk4/5aROFyqzZCs/s400/HPIM0694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111270173155130898" border="0" /></a>Plaza de Campo Elias, ya esto pertenece al Edo. Trujillo.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7hJU31_iI/AAAAAAAABlA/vE33eqQyUw0/s1600-h/HPIM0697.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7hJU31_iI/AAAAAAAABlA/vE33eqQyUw0/s400/HPIM0697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111270177450098210" border="0" /></a>Este ría se consigue antes de llegar a Biscucuy desde Boconó, se puede observar la velocidad de la corriente.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7hJk31_jI/AAAAAAAABlI/OUBaaxV5FHE/s1600-h/HPIM0713.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7hJk31_jI/AAAAAAAABlI/OUBaaxV5FHE/s400/HPIM0713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111270181745065522" border="0" /></a>Plaza Bolivar de Biscucuy, al fondo la Iglesia.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7hJ031_kI/AAAAAAAABlQ/wgBVt-rqG3w/s1600-h/HPIM0365.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7hJ031_kI/AAAAAAAABlQ/wgBVt-rqG3w/s400/HPIM0365.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111270186040032834" border="0" /></a>Iglesia de Biscucuy, donde se rinde honor al Nazareno.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7hKE31_lI/AAAAAAAABlY/aTSxIXQw-r4/s1600-h/HPIM0367.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7hKE31_lI/AAAAAAAABlY/aTSxIXQw-r4/s400/HPIM0367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111270190335000146" border="0" /></a>Plaza Bolívar de Biscucuy<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7eA031_cI/AAAAAAAABkQ/bgRvbClN1Wc/s1600-h/HPIM0363.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7eA031_cI/AAAAAAAABkQ/bgRvbClN1Wc/s400/HPIM0363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111266732886326722" border="0" /></a>Esta es la Bienvenida a Biscucuy.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7eBE31_dI/AAAAAAAABkY/xvwKirU-x-Q/s1600-h/HPIM0355.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7eBE31_dI/AAAAAAAABkY/xvwKirU-x-Q/s400/HPIM0355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111266737181294034" border="0" /></a>Antes de llegar a Biscucuy la vía esta en pésimo estado.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7eBU31_eI/AAAAAAAABkg/m0TVwN_p8ls/s1600-h/HPIM0340.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7eBU31_eI/AAAAAAAABkg/m0TVwN_p8ls/s400/HPIM0340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111266741476261346" border="0" /></a>Las humildes viviendas de la población de la raya.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7eB031_fI/AAAAAAAABko/N1Qz9MvLWFY/s1600-h/HPIM0341.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7eB031_fI/AAAAAAAABko/N1Qz9MvLWFY/s400/HPIM0341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111266750066195954" border="0" /></a>Esta vegetación se vá haciendo cada vez más de llano a medida que nos acercamos a Guanare desde Boconó.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7eCE31_gI/AAAAAAAABkw/j9G7n3gSLss/s1600-h/HPIM0350.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7eCE31_gI/AAAAAAAABkw/j9G7n3gSLss/s400/HPIM0350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111266754361163266" border="0" /></a>Pequeños caserios en a la orilla del camino vía Guanare, esta se llama La Cruz (o las Cruces).<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4605974163441521291-2621772784276503974?l=cuentosycaminos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael A. Bazán T.noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605974163441521291.post-35804919648542218562007-09-17T03:13:00.001-07:002007-09-22T08:14:07.897-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7bME31_bI/AAAAAAAABkI/65wDuGBqedM/s1600-h/SR070548.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7bME31_bI/AAAAAAAABkI/65wDuGBqedM/s400/SR070548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111263627624971698" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">El día sábado muy temprano nos levantamos y nos preparamos para ir a <span style="font-weight: bold;">Burbusay</span>, desde media cuadra de la plaza por la Av. Gran Colombia caminamos hasta el terminal de Boconó donde pagamos un impuesto de Bs. 200,00, ya dentro compramos una desayuno andino (pasteles de carne) y nos subimos a una camionata vans que nos llevaría a <span style="font-weight: bold;">Burbusay</span>.<br /><span style=";font-family:verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:0;" > </span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:0;" ><span class="smalltitle"> <br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"> ¿Dónde está Burbusay?<br /><br /></span></span></span><img src="http://nona.net/i/dot176.png" alt="" height="1" hspace="0" vspace="2" width="176" /></span><br /></div><span style=";font-family:verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:0;" ><div><form action="#" method="post"><div style="text-align: center;"> <input name="map_extent" value="2000" type="hidden"> <input name="center_lon" value="-70.27" type="hidden"> <input name="center_lat" value="9.42" type="hidden"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><input name="clickable_map" src="http://i.nona.net/re_VE_176x116_-70.27_9.42_2000_-70.27_9.42.png" style="width: 176px; height: 116px;" border="0" type="image"> </div></form></div></span><span style=";font-family:verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:0;" > </span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;" ><div style="margin-top: 6px;"><div style="text-align: center;">Coordinadas (WGS84) :: </div><div style="text-align: center;"> Latitud (lat): 9°25'0"N </div><div style="text-align: center;">Longitud (lon): 70°16'0"W </div></div></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7BGE31_ZI/AAAAAAAABj4/_W6DEUTTG2w/s1600-h/HPIM0437.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7BGE31_ZI/AAAAAAAABj4/_W6DEUTTG2w/s400/HPIM0437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111234937243434386" border="0" /></a>Aqui podemos observar la entrada al Pueblo desde la carretera que vá desde Boconó a <span style="font-weight: bold;">Burbusay</span>. <span style="font-size:100%;">Se encuentra ubicado a 52 Km. de Boconó y registra A 15,4º C de temperatura.</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7BG031_aI/AAAAAAAABkA/iK2ZFOCDOgY/s1600-h/HPIM0439.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru7BG031_aI/AAAAAAAABkA/iK2ZFOCDOgY/s400/HPIM0439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111234950128336290" border="0" /></a>El clima de <span style="font-weight: bold;">Burbusay</span> es fresco, humedo muy agradable. Acto para el cultivo de legunbres y hortalizas, antes de llegar al pueblo podemos conseguir venta de fresas, duraznos, higos. Burbusay se encuentra a 1630 m.s.n.m.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru6_pU31_UI/AAAAAAAABjQ/bkEY270Z6Z8/s1600-h/HPIM0441.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru6_pU31_UI/AAAAAAAABjQ/bkEY270Z6Z8/s400/HPIM0441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111233343810567490" border="0" /></a>Entrada al <span style="font-weight: bold;">Pueblo de Burbusay, Edo Trujillo</span>. Al noroeste de Boconó pasando al poblado de San Miguel se encuentra este pintorezco pueblo, cuyo nombre proviene de un Cacique de la zona llamado <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Burbusay</span>.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru6_p031_VI/AAAAAAAABjY/Mu83FSSZHn0/s1600-h/HPIM0443.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru6_p031_VI/AAAAAAAABjY/Mu83FSSZHn0/s400/HPIM0443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111233352400502098" border="0" /></a>La curiosidad por nuestra presencia se apoderó de los pobladores.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru6_qU31_WI/AAAAAAAABjg/-vKd-mdLw_w/s1600-h/HPIM0447.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru6_qU31_WI/AAAAAAAABjg/-vKd-mdLw_w/s400/HPIM0447.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111233360990436706" border="0" /></a>Frutos de la zona... Higos en <span style="font-weight: bold;">Burbusay</span>.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru6_qk31_XI/AAAAAAAABjo/0tNWEB3Pq-c/s1600-h/HPIM0449.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru6_qk31_XI/AAAAAAAABjo/0tNWEB3Pq-c/s400/HPIM0449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111233365285404018" border="0" /></a>José entra al <span style="font-weight: bold;">Pueblo de Burbusay</span>.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru6_q031_YI/AAAAAAAABjw/ZXG1BokmEkw/s1600-h/HPIM0453.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru6_q031_YI/AAAAAAAABjw/ZXG1BokmEkw/s400/HPIM0453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111233369580371330" border="0" /></a>Vista lateral de la <span style="font-weight: bold;">Plaza Bolívar de Burbusay</span>.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5d-031_PI/AAAAAAAABio/rofZUFUkeWE/s1600-h/HPIM0455.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5d-031_PI/AAAAAAAABio/rofZUFUkeWE/s400/HPIM0455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111125961038232818" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Iglesia de Burbusay</span>.<br />Cuenta la leyenda que del techo de esta iglesia un buen día que en párroco se encontraba dando la sacristia cayo una vaca, la que a estas alturas no se como se monto ahi, a menos que la Iglesia haya sido modificada a través de todo este tiempo.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5d_E31_QI/AAAAAAAABiw/QPFf9UatTEg/s1600-h/HPIM0458.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5d_E31_QI/AAAAAAAABiw/QPFf9UatTEg/s400/HPIM0458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111125965333200130" border="0" /></a>Las cayenas decoran el jardin de la Plaza y le dan más vista a su Iglesia.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5d_U31_RI/AAAAAAAABi4/hTYgNufMkYc/s1600-h/HPIM0461.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5d_U31_RI/AAAAAAAABi4/hTYgNufMkYc/s400/HPIM0461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111125969628167442" border="0" /></a>Vista frontal de la <span style="font-weight: bold;">Iglesia de Burbusay</span>.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5d_k31_SI/AAAAAAAABjA/xbCzBSkeDmg/s1600-h/HPIM0462.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5d_k31_SI/AAAAAAAABjA/xbCzBSkeDmg/s400/HPIM0462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111125973923134754" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Casa de la Cultura en Burbusay</span>, nunca la abrieron mientras estuvimos en el pueblo.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5eAE31_TI/AAAAAAAABjI/MdN-XNUxEOw/s1600-h/HPIM0464.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5eAE31_TI/AAAAAAAABjI/MdN-XNUxEOw/s400/HPIM0464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111125982513069362" border="0" /></a>Llegamos a <span style="font-weight: bold;">Burbusay</span>...<br />... Después de haber reunido a 10 personas para este viaje, solo fuimos los que teniamos que haber ido, José (mi hermano menor) y yo.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5cw031_KI/AAAAAAAABiA/pj05XC06STs/s1600-h/HPIM0466.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5cw031_KI/AAAAAAAABiA/pj05XC06STs/s400/HPIM0466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111124621008436386" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Iglesia de Burbusay</span>, su historia...<br />Como podemos observar la iglesia está recibiendo una manito en su techado.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5cxE31_LI/AAAAAAAABiI/xFViqcWqkkU/s1600-h/HPIM0477.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5cxE31_LI/AAAAAAAABiI/xFViqcWqkkU/s400/HPIM0477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111124625303403698" border="0" /></a>Los jardines de la plaza...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5cxU31_MI/AAAAAAAABiQ/L5r-fjkAJeI/s1600-h/HPIM0478.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5cxU31_MI/AAAAAAAABiQ/L5r-fjkAJeI/s400/HPIM0478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111124629598371010" border="0" /></a>Los visitantes en el pueblo.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5cxk31_NI/AAAAAAAABiY/bnNkUARJKP8/s1600-h/HPIM0482.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5cxk31_NI/AAAAAAAABiY/bnNkUARJKP8/s400/HPIM0482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111124633893338322" border="0" /></a>Rosas, el busto de Bolívar, la Iglesia de Burbusay y su muralla natural.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5cyE31_OI/AAAAAAAABig/BtmoOmoB9eY/s1600-h/HPIM0486.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5cyE31_OI/AAAAAAAABig/BtmoOmoB9eY/s400/HPIM0486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111124642483272930" border="0" /></a>Estas personas nacieron<span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span>en<span style="font-weight: bold;"> Burbusay</span> y entregaron sus vidas por nuestra Independencia.<br />Algo que parece interesante, un pequeño pueblo andino, escondido entre las montañas de Trujillo y <span style="font-weight: bold;">parió a 16 próceres de la Independencia</span>.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5bbk31_FI/AAAAAAAABhY/jtN3uu0n0Xk/s1600-h/HPIM0492.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5bbk31_FI/AAAAAAAABhY/jtN3uu0n0Xk/s400/HPIM0492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111123156424588370" border="0" /></a>Una muestra de nuestra llegada.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5bb031_GI/AAAAAAAABhg/_D01tyyQaR8/s1600-h/HPIM0496.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5bb031_GI/AAAAAAAABhg/_D01tyyQaR8/s400/HPIM0496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111123160719555682" border="0" /></a>Cactus decoran los techados de las casas de burbusay.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5bcE31_HI/AAAAAAAABho/hw12GVEEIaQ/s1600-h/HPIM0498.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5bcE31_HI/AAAAAAAABho/hw12GVEEIaQ/s400/HPIM0498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111123165014522994" border="0" /></a>Una de las calles principales del pueblo.<br />En esta calle podemos conseguir varias casas en las que reposa la historia en sus techados... en sus paredes, frente a la Plaza Bolívar de Burbusay, en la misma casa donde nació "Mi Chica", fueron recibidos Bolívar y Sucre por el pueblo de Burbusay en el año de 1820.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5bcU31_II/AAAAAAAABhw/ZeJmMavzzxA/s1600-h/HPIM0499.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5bcU31_II/AAAAAAAABhw/ZeJmMavzzxA/s400/HPIM0499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111123169309490306" border="0" /></a>Vista lateral de la Iglesia de Burbusay.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5bck31_JI/AAAAAAAABh4/K4tvljsHYds/s1600-h/HPIM0501.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5bck31_JI/AAAAAAAABh4/K4tvljsHYds/s400/HPIM0501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111123173604457618" border="0" /></a><br />En esta casa nació una de las hijas ilustre de Burbusay. Y también<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5aZ031_AI/AAAAAAAABgw/-FrHd-nN658/s1600-h/HPIM0502.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5aZ031_AI/AAAAAAAABgw/-FrHd-nN658/s400/HPIM0502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111122026848189442" border="0" /></a>reposarón Bolívar y Sucre en 1820.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5aaE31_BI/AAAAAAAABg4/nzGp_MSlkNM/s1600-h/HPIM0503.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5aaE31_BI/AAAAAAAABg4/nzGp_MSlkNM/s400/HPIM0503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111122031143156754" border="0" /></a>Estos son sólo algunos de los prócer de la independencia nacidos en este pueblo. <span style="font-size:100%;">Declarado Monumento Histórico Nacional en Agosto de 1.960.</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5aaU31_CI/AAAAAAAABhA/NqIr6t-1gbY/s1600-h/HPIM0504.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5aaU31_CI/AAAAAAAABhA/NqIr6t-1gbY/s400/HPIM0504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111122035438124066" border="0" /></a>Nuestra visita causo curiosidad entre los pobladores de Burbusay quienes se asomaban a sus puertas vernos fotografiar el pueblo.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5aak31_DI/AAAAAAAABhI/RFwgM79GL-o/s1600-h/HPIM0506.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5aak31_DI/AAAAAAAABhI/RFwgM79GL-o/s400/HPIM0506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111122039733091378" border="0" /></a>En esta casa nació Alfonso Marín <span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;"><i>1-10-1908 -- 9.09.1989, poeta, escritor y cronista de la<br />ciudad de Valencia.</i></span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5aa031_EI/AAAAAAAABhQ/A_GvZsJLYls/s1600-h/HPIM0514.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5aa031_EI/AAAAAAAABhQ/A_GvZsJLYls/s400/HPIM0514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111122044028058690" border="0" /></a>Vista de la Plaza Bolívar de Burbusay, su iglesia y al fondo la magestuosa montaña que le rodea.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5ZTk31-7I/AAAAAAAABgI/2-qufju1ivw/s1600-h/HPIM0517.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5ZTk31-7I/AAAAAAAABgI/2-qufju1ivw/s400/HPIM0517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111120819962379186" border="0" /></a>rosas...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5ZT031-8I/AAAAAAAABgQ/SfJzMl9fINU/s1600-h/HPIM0520.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5ZT031-8I/AAAAAAAABgQ/SfJzMl9fINU/s400/HPIM0520.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111120824257346498" border="0" /></a>Estos amigos de Burbusay no pudieron contarnos ninguna historia del pueblo, pero nos hicieron reir con ese asento tan particular de los habitantes de los andes.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5ZUU31-9I/AAAAAAAABgY/ESfFu2-t9d8/s1600-h/HPIM0522.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5ZUU31-9I/AAAAAAAABgY/ESfFu2-t9d8/s400/HPIM0522.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111120832847281106" border="0" /></a>La mascota de uno de nuestros recepcionistas.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5ZUk31--I/AAAAAAAABgg/JHg7i4pH9VA/s1600-h/HPIM0523.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5ZUk31--I/AAAAAAAABgg/JHg7i4pH9VA/s400/HPIM0523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111120837142248418" border="0" /></a>Amigos de Burbusay nos acompañaron un rato y platicaron con nosotros.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5ZU031-_I/AAAAAAAABgo/KAdpsA2_wyU/s1600-h/HPIM0525.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5ZU031-_I/AAAAAAAABgo/KAdpsA2_wyU/s400/HPIM0525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111120841437215730" border="0" /></a>Coloridas flores decoran los jardines d elas casas en Burbusay.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5YQU31-2I/AAAAAAAABfg/nSljvYUHqME/s1600-h/HPIM0535.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5YQU31-2I/AAAAAAAABfg/nSljvYUHqME/s400/HPIM0535.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111119664616176482" border="0" /></a>La vieja puerta del tiempo... En Burbusay.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5YQk31-3I/AAAAAAAABfo/XrE2Pk4xWcs/s1600-h/HPIM0533.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5YQk31-3I/AAAAAAAABfo/XrE2Pk4xWcs/s400/HPIM0533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111119668911143794" border="0" /></a>Vegetación que decoran las casas...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5YRE31-4I/AAAAAAAABfw/AFHTsMwoG00/s1600-h/HPIM0537.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5YRE31-4I/AAAAAAAABfw/AFHTsMwoG00/s400/HPIM0537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111119677501078402" border="0" /></a>Las viejas casas del pueblo decoran sus calles y nos remontan a través del tiempo.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5YRU31-5I/AAAAAAAABf4/vTFjz4S-02E/s1600-h/HPIM0547.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5YRU31-5I/AAAAAAAABf4/vTFjz4S-02E/s400/HPIM0547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111119681796045714" border="0" /></a>El valle del río que cruza Burbusay. <span style="font-size:100%;">El Valle de Burbusay fue descubierto en 1.549 por el Capitán Diego Ruíz de Vallejo, bajo las órdenes Juan de Villegas.</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5YRk31-6I/AAAAAAAABgA/X9p5e1sJIew/s1600-h/HPIM0549.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5YRk31-6I/AAAAAAAABgA/X9p5e1sJIew/s400/HPIM0549.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111119686091013026" border="0" /></a>Paisaje de Burbusay sus sembradios...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5W7U31-xI/AAAAAAAABe4/zvGIPQqPT74/s1600-h/HPIM0551.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5W7U31-xI/AAAAAAAABe4/zvGIPQqPT74/s400/HPIM0551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111118204327295762" border="0" /></a>Casas a las laderas del pueblo decoran junto a las siembras los alrededores de Burbusay.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5W7k31-yI/AAAAAAAABfA/YQ_ysyuNQpk/s1600-h/HPIM0552.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5W7k31-yI/AAAAAAAABfA/YQ_ysyuNQpk/s400/HPIM0552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111118208622263074" border="0" /></a>En el pueblo encontramos una pequeña posada llamada Burucay y para que vean que el pueblo esta protegido por la ley. Otra posada conocida en Burbusay es Posada El Chaz, ubicada aparentemente en las afueras del pueblo.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5W7031-zI/AAAAAAAABfI/kGpE7liQE9w/s1600-h/HPIM0553.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5W7031-zI/AAAAAAAABfI/kGpE7liQE9w/s400/HPIM0553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111118212917230386" border="0" /></a>Un anunció muy particular...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5W8E31-0I/AAAAAAAABfQ/SvUldlsrH5s/s1600-h/HPIM0554.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5W8E31-0I/AAAAAAAABfQ/SvUldlsrH5s/s400/HPIM0554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111118217212197698" border="0" /></a>Aunque ustedes no lo crean estas son las jardinerias aéreas de las casas de Burbusay, las Orquideas florecen en los techos y paredes de las casas.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5W8U31-1I/AAAAAAAABfY/gZMLjWjwM8w/s1600-h/HPIM0556.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5W8U31-1I/AAAAAAAABfY/gZMLjWjwM8w/s400/HPIM0556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111118221507165010" border="0" /></a>Uno de los murales que decoran las calles de Burbusay presentan a: Bolivar, Jesús, Alí Primera y Ernesto Guevara.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5VRE31-sI/AAAAAAAABeQ/BGNdGQtv9Q4/s1600-h/HPIM0557.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5VRE31-sI/AAAAAAAABeQ/BGNdGQtv9Q4/s400/HPIM0557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111116378966194882" border="0" /></a>Este fué nuestro lugar de desayuno...<br />Estuvimos buscando un lugar donde pudieramos desayunar y todas las personas a las que le preguntabamos de un lugar, nos decian "por allá, pero es muy temprano debe estar cerrado", cuando veiamos el reloj eran las 11 a.m. ¿curioso no? ¿a que hora desayunan en Burbusay?<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5VRU31-tI/AAAAAAAABeY/3WSI8pCD58s/s1600-h/HPIM0559.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5VRU31-tI/AAAAAAAABeY/3WSI8pCD58s/s400/HPIM0559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111116383261162194" border="0" /></a>Vista de la Iglesia de Burbusay desde su Plaza Bolívar.<br />A mano derecha puede observarse la falla de Burbusay.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5VRk31-uI/AAAAAAAABeg/oJBXBkKgWek/s1600-h/HPIM0560.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5VRk31-uI/AAAAAAAABeg/oJBXBkKgWek/s400/HPIM0560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111116387556129506" border="0" /></a>Uno de los medios de transporte tradicionales de Burbusay.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5VSE31-vI/AAAAAAAABeo/vMHMvposqrQ/s1600-h/HPIM0561.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5VSE31-vI/AAAAAAAABeo/vMHMvposqrQ/s400/HPIM0561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111116396146064114" border="0" /></a>Está es una de las viejas casas del Pueblo de Burbusay que aun siguen de pie. Y de paso en venta.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5VSU31-wI/AAAAAAAABew/Ke5gSFl2RY4/s1600-h/HPIM0566.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Ru5VSU31-wI/AAAAAAAABew/Ke5gSFl2RY4/s400/HPIM0566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111116400441031426" border="0" /></a>Ya de vuelta a Boconó al parecer la montaña (sus subidas) les pego a alguien...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4605974163441521291-3580491964854221856?l=cuentosycaminos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael A. Bazán T.noreply@blogger.com31tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605974163441521291.post-49189622801009737162007-09-06T16:12:00.001-07:002007-09-22T07:51:43.182-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RuCaRJkaS2I/AAAAAAAABUA/2vIo2kRagbA/s1600-h/SR019948.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RuCaRJkaS2I/AAAAAAAABUA/2vIo2kRagbA/s400/SR019948.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107251596855233378" border="0" /></a>Vista parcial del pueblo de Cubiro desde las Lomas.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RuCKRpkaS0I/AAAAAAAABTw/RBzbF_bIOPk/s1600-h/SR039551.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RuCKRpkaS0I/AAAAAAAABTw/RBzbF_bIOPk/s400/SR039551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107234013259123522" border="0" /></a>Esta vista muestra el Valle de Quibor desde las lomas de Cubiro.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4605974163441521291-4918962280100973716?l=cuentosycaminos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael A. Bazán T.noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605974163441521291.post-68787261922554601852007-08-19T18:17:00.000-07:002007-10-28T05:26:45.783-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn8b5kaRGI/AAAAAAAABGI/sv1byNDUJCk/s1600-h/HPIM9420.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn8b5kaRGI/AAAAAAAABGI/sv1byNDUJCk/s400/HPIM9420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100885609214002274" border="0" /></a>Monumento que caracteriza a Barquimeto, El Obelisco.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn8cpkaRHI/AAAAAAAABGQ/HUn-tW4pOvc/s1600-h/HPIM9423.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn8cpkaRHI/AAAAAAAABGQ/HUn-tW4pOvc/s400/HPIM9423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100885622098904178" border="0" /></a>Vía Intercomunal Quibor-Barquisimeto<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn8dJkaRII/AAAAAAAABGY/v8TV8Ftt4fw/s1600-h/HPIM9425.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn8dJkaRII/AAAAAAAABGY/v8TV8Ftt4fw/s400/HPIM9425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100885630688838786" border="0" /></a>Vista de Cubiro desde la entrada a Quibor.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn6-JkaRBI/AAAAAAAABFg/gOsSZH1MDfU/s1600-h/HPIM9426.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn6-JkaRBI/AAAAAAAABFg/gOsSZH1MDfU/s400/HPIM9426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100883998601266194" border="0" /></a>Calle que da directo a la Plaza y la Iglesia de Quibor.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn6-5kaRCI/AAAAAAAABFo/fEeYG0j8Hqc/s1600-h/HPIM9427.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn6-5kaRCI/AAAAAAAABFo/fEeYG0j8Hqc/s400/HPIM9427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100884011486168098" border="0" /></a>Plaza Bolívar de Quibor.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn6_JkaRDI/AAAAAAAABFw/LSObO_DZfLQ/s1600-h/HPIM9430.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn6_JkaRDI/AAAAAAAABFw/LSObO_DZfLQ/s400/HPIM9430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100884015781135410" border="0" /></a>Iglesia de Quibor, Edo. Lara.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn7ApkaREI/AAAAAAAABF4/gSV_WZpTCFs/s1600-h/HPIM9434.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn7ApkaREI/AAAAAAAABF4/gSV_WZpTCFs/s400/HPIM9434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100884041550939202" border="0" /></a>Como parece tradición en todos los pueblos, encontramos a personalidades de<br />la localidad platicando de viejas historias de sus vidas. Plaza de Quibor, Edo. Lara.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn7A5kaRFI/AAAAAAAABGA/3eLe_wg4jMY/s1600-h/HPIM9435.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn7A5kaRFI/AAAAAAAABGA/3eLe_wg4jMY/s400/HPIM9435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100884045845906514" border="0" /></a>Boulevard de la Plaza-Iglesia de Quibor.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn5epkaQ8I/AAAAAAAABE4/cbm8FRi5dhE/s1600-h/HPIM9436.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn5epkaQ8I/AAAAAAAABE4/cbm8FRi5dhE/s400/HPIM9436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100882357923759042" border="0" /></a>Vista lateral izquierda de la Iglesia de Quibor.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn5e5kaQ9I/AAAAAAAABFA/eFgKmm_gAJY/s1600-h/HPIM9437.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn5e5kaQ9I/AAAAAAAABFA/eFgKmm_gAJY/s400/HPIM9437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100882362218726354" border="0" /></a>En esta placa se encuentran los nombres de ilustres del Pueblo de Quibor. El más reconocido es el <a href="http://www.elimpulso.com/enciclopedia/historia/bat_iribarren.htm">Gral. Florencio Jiménez</a> uno de los Reformistas más destacados de la Revolución<br />del mismo nombre.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn5fZkaQ-I/AAAAAAAABFI/4EI0cvnD0ew/s1600-h/HPIM9438.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn5fZkaQ-I/AAAAAAAABFI/4EI0cvnD0ew/s400/HPIM9438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100882370808660962" border="0" /></a>Vista lateral de la Iglesia de Quibor, Edo. Lara.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn5fpkaQ_I/AAAAAAAABFQ/ADAS6ljJG2w/s1600-h/HPIM9442.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn5fpkaQ_I/AAAAAAAABFQ/ADAS6ljJG2w/s400/HPIM9442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100882375103628274" border="0" /></a>En este sitio tuve que pararme a comprar unas cholas para el viaje.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn5f5kaRAI/AAAAAAAABFY/QGCuBJbl7RA/s1600-h/HPIM9449.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn5f5kaRAI/AAAAAAAABFY/QGCuBJbl7RA/s400/HPIM9449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100882379398595586" border="0" /></a>Redoma El Tripode... divide el camino entre: El Tocuyo, Cubiro y Quibor-Cuara.<br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Visita a Cubiro:</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn3fZkaQ3I/AAAAAAAABEQ/ONC6EoaB-AA/s1600-h/HPIM9453.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn3fZkaQ3I/AAAAAAAABEQ/ONC6EoaB-AA/s400/HPIM9453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100880171785405298" border="0" /></a>Jardines de Posada La Fumarola, Cubiro Edo. Lara.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn3f5kaQ4I/AAAAAAAABEY/-Fk5eHzMSQw/s1600-h/HPIM9454.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn3f5kaQ4I/AAAAAAAABEY/-Fk5eHzMSQw/s400/HPIM9454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100880180375339906" border="0" /></a>Un rincón de Cubiro (Posada La Fumarola).<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn3gJkaQ5I/AAAAAAAABEg/cjb_MrCtV0c/s1600-h/HPIM9457.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn3gJkaQ5I/AAAAAAAABEg/cjb_MrCtV0c/s400/HPIM9457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100880184670307218" border="0" /></a>Valle de Quibor <span style="font-size:85%;">(al fondo)<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn3gZkaQ6I/AAAAAAAABEo/qE-LMOdAhos/s1600-h/HPIM9469.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn3gZkaQ6I/AAAAAAAABEo/qE-LMOdAhos/s400/HPIM9469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100880188965274530" border="0" /></a>Para realizar paseos a caballo en las Lomas de Cubiro.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn3gpkaQ7I/AAAAAAAABEw/38BLSYuo2Do/s1600-h/HPIM9471.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn3gpkaQ7I/AAAAAAAABEw/38BLSYuo2Do/s400/HPIM9471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100880193260241842" border="0" /></a>Una foto para las Lomas de Cubiro...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn1J5kaQyI/AAAAAAAABDo/2aHhfaeqqXI/s1600-h/HPIM9470.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn1J5kaQyI/AAAAAAAABDo/2aHhfaeqqXI/s400/HPIM9470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100877603394962210" border="0" /></a>veredas vegetal.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn1KJkaQzI/AAAAAAAABDw/MGvm0gjGzMk/s1600-h/HPIM9476.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn1KJkaQzI/AAAAAAAABDw/MGvm0gjGzMk/s400/HPIM9476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100877607689929522" border="0" /></a>Poblaciones cercanas a las lomas de Cubiro.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn1KZkaQ0I/AAAAAAAABD4/fQvAsV2wKGs/s1600-h/HPIM9482.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn1KZkaQ0I/AAAAAAAABD4/fQvAsV2wKGs/s400/HPIM9482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100877611984896834" border="0" /></a>Lomas de Cubiro...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn1K5kaQ1I/AAAAAAAABEA/1IWio2O7Q2w/s1600-h/HPIM9486.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn1K5kaQ1I/AAAAAAAABEA/1IWio2O7Q2w/s400/HPIM9486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100877620574831442" border="0" /></a>En la cima de la colina...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn1LJkaQ2I/AAAAAAAABEI/g8R9OkXstiY/s1600-h/HPIM9487.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsn1LJkaQ2I/AAAAAAAABEI/g8R9OkXstiY/s400/HPIM9487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100877624869798754" border="0" /></a>Arboles con sus largas valvas decoran el lugar...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rslw25kaQtI/AAAAAAAABDA/wX57eM-5nec/s1600-h/HPIM9489.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rslw25kaQtI/AAAAAAAABDA/wX57eM-5nec/s400/HPIM9489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100732141442581202" border="0" /></a>La armonia del paisaje...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rslw3ZkaQuI/AAAAAAAABDI/66MMzHeSMDE/s1600-h/HPIM9491.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rslw3ZkaQuI/AAAAAAAABDI/66MMzHeSMDE/s400/HPIM9491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100732150032515810" border="0" /></a>Las tipicas viviendas del lugar.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rslw35kaQvI/AAAAAAAABDQ/D6NcFFX97tY/s1600-h/HPIM9493.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rslw35kaQvI/AAAAAAAABDQ/D6NcFFX97tY/s400/HPIM9493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100732158622450418" border="0" /></a>Desdes las Lomas se observan los cultivos de la zona.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rslw4ZkaQwI/AAAAAAAABDY/wORKb6HTQnk/s1600-h/HPIM9498.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rslw4ZkaQwI/AAAAAAAABDY/wORKb6HTQnk/s400/HPIM9498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100732167212385026" border="0" /></a>Agarrando un poquito de sombra.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rslw45kaQxI/AAAAAAAABDg/Pb3Zv6MKNR8/s1600-h/HPIM9501.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rslw45kaQxI/AAAAAAAABDg/Pb3Zv6MKNR8/s400/HPIM9501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100732175802319634" border="0" /></a>Hermosos paisajes se disfrutan en las Lomas de Cubiro.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rslu85kaQoI/AAAAAAAABCY/VqxIzIa26gc/s1600-h/HPIM9504.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rslu85kaQoI/AAAAAAAABCY/VqxIzIa26gc/s400/HPIM9504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100730045498540674" border="0" /></a>Una pequeña flor adorna el paisaje en estas lomas.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rslu9ZkaQpI/AAAAAAAABCg/5eQGIm0ogZw/s1600-h/HPIM9507.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rslu9ZkaQpI/AAAAAAAABCg/5eQGIm0ogZw/s400/HPIM9507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100730054088475282" border="0" /></a>Flora de la zona...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rslu9pkaQqI/AAAAAAAABCo/2fkyx7kba5A/s1600-h/HPIM9509.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rslu9pkaQqI/AAAAAAAABCo/2fkyx7kba5A/s400/HPIM9509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100730058383442594" border="0" /></a>Vista parcial de las Lomas de Cubiro, para disfrutar en familia.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rslu-JkaQrI/AAAAAAAABCw/zQKgdHkfjE4/s1600-h/HPIM9519.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rslu-JkaQrI/AAAAAAAABCw/zQKgdHkfjE4/s400/HPIM9519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100730066973377202" border="0" /></a>Descansando en las Lomas de Cubiro, un ambiente tranquilo y relajador.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rslu-ZkaQsI/AAAAAAAABC4/STzMr53bPVA/s1600-h/HPIM9532.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rslu-ZkaQsI/AAAAAAAABC4/STzMr53bPVA/s400/HPIM9532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100730071268344514" border="0" /></a>Podemos conseguir en las Lomas de Cubiro un paseo a caballo económico <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />(Bs. 3000 la vuelta).<br /><br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RsltoZkaQjI/AAAAAAAABBw/4OZbJ-jz4-k/s1600-h/HPIM9533.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RsltoZkaQjI/AAAAAAAABBw/4OZbJ-jz4-k/s400/HPIM9533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100728593799594546" border="0" /></a>Cabalgando por primera vez, en el paseo de las Lomas.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rslto5kaQkI/AAAAAAAABB4/TJqQdXk_0pU/s1600-h/HPIM9558.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rslto5kaQkI/AAAAAAAABB4/TJqQdXk_0pU/s400/HPIM9558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100728602389529154" border="0" /></a>Paisajes armoniozo vía Lomas de Cubiro.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RsltpZkaQlI/AAAAAAAABCA/bKZ2lDrwFEQ/s1600-h/HPIM9563.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RsltpZkaQlI/AAAAAAAABCA/bKZ2lDrwFEQ/s400/HPIM9563.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100728610979463762" border="0" /></a>Vía Lomas de Cubiro, Edo. Lara.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Paseo por el pueblo de Cubiro:<br /><br /></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RsltppkaQmI/AAAAAAAABCI/aVEJTOfLhVQ/s1600-h/HPIM9605.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RsltppkaQmI/AAAAAAAABCI/aVEJTOfLhVQ/s400/HPIM9605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100728615274431074" border="0" /></a>Vista frotal de la Plaza Bolívar de Cubiro, Edo. Lara.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RsltqJkaQnI/AAAAAAAABCQ/FGCr_NhgHxA/s1600-h/HPIM9604.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RsltqJkaQnI/AAAAAAAABCQ/FGCr_NhgHxA/s400/HPIM9604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100728623864365682" border="0" /></a>La tradicional Iglesia frente a la plaza Bolívar del pueblo de Cubiro.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RslrmpkaQeI/AAAAAAAABBI/cihQgVd1BT0/s1600-h/HPIM9598.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RslrmpkaQeI/AAAAAAAABBI/cihQgVd1BT0/s400/HPIM9598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100726364711567842" border="0" /></a>Altar mayor de la Iglesia de Cubiro.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rslrn5kaQfI/AAAAAAAABBQ/gX11-7644Jg/s1600-h/HPIM9601.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rslrn5kaQfI/AAAAAAAABBQ/gX11-7644Jg/s400/HPIM9601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100726386186404338" border="0" /></a>Altar de la Iglesia de Cubiro.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RslropkaQgI/AAAAAAAABBY/rbXRK1MMDnQ/s1600-h/HPIM9607.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RslropkaQgI/AAAAAAAABBY/rbXRK1MMDnQ/s400/HPIM9607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100726399071306242" border="0" /></a>En la plaza Bolívar de Cubiro... otro pueblo conquistado.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RslrpZkaQhI/AAAAAAAABBg/TLogOoks-10/s1600-h/HPIM9610.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RslrpZkaQhI/AAAAAAAABBg/TLogOoks-10/s400/HPIM9610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100726411956208146" border="0" /></a>Merly en la plaza Bolívar de Cubiro.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rslrp5kaQiI/AAAAAAAABBo/9hsg3XX820k/s1600-h/HPIM9616.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rslrp5kaQiI/AAAAAAAABBo/9hsg3XX820k/s400/HPIM9616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100726420546142754" border="0" /></a>Vista parcial de las lomas de Cubiro.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RskC0ZkaQUI/AAAAAAAAA_4/aWIN2J3LtaE/s1600-h/HPIM9623.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RskC0ZkaQUI/AAAAAAAAA_4/aWIN2J3LtaE/s400/HPIM9623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100611152213852482" border="0" /></a>Una hermosa puerta de madera y hierro.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RskC0pkaQVI/AAAAAAAABAA/LnkqhD6G9xU/s1600-h/HPIM9457.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RskC0pkaQVI/AAAAAAAABAA/LnkqhD6G9xU/s400/HPIM9457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100611156508819794" border="0" /></a>El Valle de Quibor, desde el Hotel Diego de Lozada, Cubiro.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RskC05kaQWI/AAAAAAAABAI/-hFpRfRJBvE/s1600-h/HPIM9573.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RskC05kaQWI/AAAAAAAABAI/-hFpRfRJBvE/s400/HPIM9573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100611160803787106" border="0" /></a>Disfrutando de una rica cena ligera.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Desde el Hotel Diego de Lozada en Cubiro.<br /><br /></span></div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RskC1JkaQXI/AAAAAAAABAQ/EMDFV1EQ0oM/s1600-h/HPIM9579.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RskC1JkaQXI/AAAAAAAABAQ/EMDFV1EQ0oM/s400/HPIM9579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100611165098754418" border="0" /></a>Una de las calles principales de Cubiro. Al fondo la Plaza Bolívar y la Iglesia del Pueblo.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RskC1ZkaQYI/AAAAAAAABAY/bwktTgWsNdQ/s1600-h/HPIM9580.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RskC1ZkaQYI/AAAAAAAABAY/bwktTgWsNdQ/s400/HPIM9580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100611169393721730" border="0" /></a>Vista parcial de las lomas de Cubiro, desde el Hotel Diego de Lozada.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RskAQZkaQPI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/Ilu-zN1pavQ/s1600-h/HPIM9594.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RskAQZkaQPI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/Ilu-zN1pavQ/s400/HPIM9594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100608334715306226" border="0" /></a>Hotel "Diego de Lozada" lugar de nuestro hospedajeen Cubiro, Edo. Lara.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RskAQpkaQQI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/GHyZmy90kiQ/s1600-h/HPIM9581.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RskAQpkaQQI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/GHyZmy90kiQ/s400/HPIM9581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100608339010273538" border="0" /></a>Muebles en cuero decoran el gran balcón del hotel.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RskARJkaQRI/AAAAAAAAA_g/7QMdQurgLYI/s1600-h/HPIM9583.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RskARJkaQRI/AAAAAAAAA_g/7QMdQurgLYI/s400/HPIM9583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100608347600208146" border="0" /></a>La vista desde el Hotel ayudo a nuestra relajación.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RskARZkaQSI/AAAAAAAAA_o/jYvzjePG_Z0/s1600-h/HPIM9582.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RskARZkaQSI/AAAAAAAAA_o/jYvzjePG_Z0/s400/HPIM9582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100608351895175458" border="0" /></a>Vista del gran balcón del Hotel.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RskARpkaQTI/AAAAAAAAA_w/-wvrh1Pf6KI/s1600-h/HPIM9629.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RskARpkaQTI/AAAAAAAAA_w/-wvrh1Pf6KI/s400/HPIM9629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100608356190142770" border="0" /></a>Sentada tomando aire después de una caminata.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj-sZkaQKI/AAAAAAAAA-o/FxLIihHhGFI/s1600-h/HPIM9630.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj-sZkaQKI/AAAAAAAAA-o/FxLIihHhGFI/s400/HPIM9630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100606616728387746" border="0" /></a>Recepción del Hotel "Diego de Lozada", Cubiro Edo. Lara.<br /><br />Aqui, pudimos conocer que el nombre del Hotel se debe a que Don Diego de Lozada (Fundador de la Ciudad de Santiago de León de Caracas) fué también el fundador de este colorido pueblo de Lara, y que sus restos fueron encontrados en el interior de la Iglesia del Pueblo.<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj-spkaQLI/AAAAAAAAA-w/wOm_OpJ7K6c/s1600-h/HPIM9626.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj-spkaQLI/AAAAAAAAA-w/wOm_OpJ7K6c/s400/HPIM9626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100606621023355058" border="0" /></a>Vista trasera del Hotel, entrada al estacionamiento.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj-s5kaQMI/AAAAAAAAA-4/mlelKBmwj9Y/s1600-h/HPIM9635.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj-s5kaQMI/AAAAAAAAA-4/mlelKBmwj9Y/s400/HPIM9635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100606625318322370" border="0" /></a>En el gran balcón del Hotel.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj-tJkaQNI/AAAAAAAAA_A/N8yj3aUaWcw/s1600-h/HPIM9638.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj-tJkaQNI/AAAAAAAAA_A/N8yj3aUaWcw/s400/HPIM9638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100606629613289682" border="0" /></a>En las escaleras de caracol del Hotel "Diego de Lozada", Cubiro.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj-tZkaQOI/AAAAAAAAA_I/6Rqn23_WfHg/s1600-h/HPIM9643.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj-tZkaQOI/AAAAAAAAA_I/6Rqn23_WfHg/s400/HPIM9643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100606633908256994" border="0" /></a>Vista parcial de Cuara y más visible la entrada al pueblo de Cubiro.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj8JpkaQFI/AAAAAAAAA-A/ERl66GY3zaI/s1600-h/HPIM9644.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj8JpkaQFI/AAAAAAAAA-A/ERl66GY3zaI/s400/HPIM9644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100603820704677970" border="0" /></a>Aqui pueden ver los precios bastantes económicos de las habitaciones.<br /><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Un Paseo por Barquisimeto: 19-08-2007.</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj8J5kaQGI/AAAAAAAAA-I/Ro6gClyrq1Y/s1600-h/HPIM9647.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj8J5kaQGI/AAAAAAAAA-I/Ro6gClyrq1Y/s400/HPIM9647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100603824999645282" border="0" /></a>Cátedral de Barquisimeto, una estructura moderna.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj8KJkaQHI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/vJLz3vEeNug/s1600-h/HPIM9648.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj8KJkaQHI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/vJLz3vEeNug/s400/HPIM9648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100603829294612594" border="0" /></a>Vista lateral de la Cátedral de Barquisimeto.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj8KZkaQII/AAAAAAAAA-Y/RcQgoxZrKZM/s1600-h/HPIM9656.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj8KZkaQII/AAAAAAAAA-Y/RcQgoxZrKZM/s400/HPIM9656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100603833589579906" border="0" /></a>Vista de la Nave Central (interior).<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj8K5kaQJI/AAAAAAAAA-g/8RRRnEoF16w/s1600-h/HPIM9657.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj8K5kaQJI/AAAAAAAAA-g/8RRRnEoF16w/s400/HPIM9657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100603842179514514" border="0" /></a>A la entrada de la Cátedral donde se celebran las misas en honor a la Divina Pastora, patrona de los Guaros (Barquisimeto).<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj6vpkaQAI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/H6IEK_3per4/s1600-h/HPIM9658.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj6vpkaQAI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/H6IEK_3per4/s400/HPIM9658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100602274516451330" border="0" /></a>Merly a las puertas de la Cátedral de Barquisimeto.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj6wJkaQBI/AAAAAAAAA9g/l7R6KlGsrZU/s1600-h/HPIM9661.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj6wJkaQBI/AAAAAAAAA9g/l7R6KlGsrZU/s400/HPIM9661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100602283106385938" border="0" /></a>Las imagenes de un vía crucis, que describe la agonia de Jesús hacia la crucifixión.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj6wZkaQCI/AAAAAAAAA9o/0qFXxkwZcxo/s1600-h/HPIM9662.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj6wZkaQCI/AAAAAAAAA9o/0qFXxkwZcxo/s400/HPIM9662.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100602287401353250" border="0" /></a><br />Vista lateral (Nave central y lateral izquierda)<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj6wpkaQDI/AAAAAAAAA9w/ivKeUzKMcpA/s1600-h/HPIM9663.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj6wpkaQDI/AAAAAAAAA9w/ivKeUzKMcpA/s400/HPIM9663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100602291696320562" border="0" /></a>Al fondo la Cátedral de Barquisimeto.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj6w5kaQEI/AAAAAAAAA94/rL9wnntMjDE/s1600-h/HPIM9664.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj6w5kaQEI/AAAAAAAAA94/rL9wnntMjDE/s400/HPIM9664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100602295991287874" border="0" /></a>La nave central de la Catedral.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj24JkaP7I/AAAAAAAAA8w/xpRr3Jl4JqE/s1600-h/HPIM9670.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj24JkaP7I/AAAAAAAAA8w/xpRr3Jl4JqE/s400/HPIM9670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100598022498828210" border="0" /></a>Interior de la Catedral de Barquisimeto.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj24pkaP8I/AAAAAAAAA84/9Of0_nqKM7Q/s1600-h/HPIM9673.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj24pkaP8I/AAAAAAAAA84/9Of0_nqKM7Q/s400/HPIM9673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100598031088762818" border="0" /></a>Emblematica replica del pabellon Venezolano en Hannover, Alemania.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj245kaP9I/AAAAAAAAA9A/JWGwAx5fAHg/s1600-h/HPIM9677.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj245kaP9I/AAAAAAAAA9A/JWGwAx5fAHg/s400/HPIM9677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100598035383730130" border="0" /></a>Redoma de los Indios, entrada a la ciudad de Barquisimeto<br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="text-decoration: underline;">Visita a Santa Rosa, altar de la Divina Pastora. 19-08-2007.<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj27pkaP_I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/gUhZzNlojZg/s1600-h/HPIM9683.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj27pkaP_I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/gUhZzNlojZg/s400/HPIM9683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100598082628370418" border="0" /></a>Entrada a la Iglesia de Santa Rosa, altar de la Divina Pastora.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj0AZkaP2I/AAAAAAAAA8I/o_5yfLIpd6E/s1600-h/HPIM9689.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj0AZkaP2I/AAAAAAAAA8I/o_5yfLIpd6E/s400/HPIM9689.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100594865697865570" border="0" /></a>Altar de la Divina Pastora, Santa Rosa.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj0ApkaP3I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/apWLl4FxXCI/s1600-h/HPIM9716.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj0ApkaP3I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/apWLl4FxXCI/s400/HPIM9716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100594869992832882" border="0" /></a>Iglesia de Santa Rosa, Barquisimeto Edo. Lara<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj0BJkaP4I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/_IIO_PJS7sc/s1600-h/HPIM9720.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj0BJkaP4I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/_IIO_PJS7sc/s400/HPIM9720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100594878582767490" border="0" /></a>Imagenes de milagros concedidos..<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj0BZkaP5I/AAAAAAAAA8g/kwwm25kKXxA/s1600-h/HPIM9721.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj0BZkaP5I/AAAAAAAAA8g/kwwm25kKXxA/s400/HPIM9721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100594882877734802" border="0" /></a>Uno de los sombreros utilizados en la celebración de su día.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj0BpkaP6I/AAAAAAAAA8o/X3QQwtGa_rM/s1600-h/HPIM9722.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsj0BpkaP6I/AAAAAAAAA8o/X3QQwtGa_rM/s400/HPIM9722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100594887172702114" border="0" /></a>Miniaturas de la Divina Pastora.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RsjyhpkaPyI/AAAAAAAAA7o/xoxn3C-hQCM/s1600-h/HPIM9723.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RsjyhpkaPyI/AAAAAAAAA7o/xoxn3C-hQCM/s400/HPIM9723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100593237905260322" border="0" /></a>Estatua de la Divina Pastora<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsjyh5kaPzI/AAAAAAAAA7w/X7Of_6L6fpg/s1600-h/HPIM9725.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsjyh5kaPzI/AAAAAAAAA7w/X7Of_6L6fpg/s400/HPIM9725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100593242200227634" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Algunos milagros concedidos<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RsjyiJkaP0I/AAAAAAAAA74/x3Vi2Ami8ec/s1600-h/HPIM9729.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RsjyiJkaP0I/AAAAAAAAA74/x3Vi2Ami8ec/s400/HPIM9729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100593246495194946" border="0" /></a>Divina Pastora, patrona de los Barquisimetanos<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RsjyiZkaP1I/AAAAAAAAA8A/ARJ1nyUlE0c/s1600-h/HPIM9736.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RsjyiZkaP1I/AAAAAAAAA8A/ARJ1nyUlE0c/s400/HPIM9736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100593250790162258" border="0" /></a>Cuadro de Nuestra Divina Pastora, patrona de Barquisimeto<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RsjxN5kaPsI/AAAAAAAAA64/l4GI_SL4i-8/s1600-h/HPIM9737.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RsjxN5kaPsI/AAAAAAAAA64/l4GI_SL4i-8/s400/HPIM9737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100591799091216066" border="0" /></a>El Jesús de los lamentos...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RsjxOJkaPtI/AAAAAAAAA7A/-n0At3-mXXQ/s1600-h/HPIM9738.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RsjxOJkaPtI/AAAAAAAAA7A/-n0At3-mXXQ/s400/HPIM9738.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100591803386183378" border="0" /></a>Imagen de Jesús atado de manos en el museo de Santa Rosa<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RsjxOpkaPuI/AAAAAAAAA7I/aYFg3p32A6I/s1600-h/HPIM9741.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RsjxOpkaPuI/AAAAAAAAA7I/aYFg3p32A6I/s400/HPIM9741.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100591811976117986" border="0" /></a>Primer arzobispo de Barquisimeto<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RsjxO5kaPvI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/SIG61RW31kg/s1600-h/HPIM9691.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RsjxO5kaPvI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/SIG61RW31kg/s400/HPIM9691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100591816271085298" border="0" /></a>El Bolívar de la plaza de Santa Rosa.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RsjxPpkaPwI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/YOi9IYfzd6I/s1600-h/HPIM9694.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RsjxPpkaPwI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/YOi9IYfzd6I/s400/HPIM9694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100591829155987202" border="0" /></a>Cazando palomas en la plaza de Santa Rosa.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RsjvrZkaPnI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/oWtg9nWWLQE/s1600-h/HPIM9696.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RsjvrZkaPnI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/oWtg9nWWLQE/s400/HPIM9696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100590106874101362" border="0" /></a>Hacer volar las palomas.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RsjvrpkaPoI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/viH-yQ43ung/s1600-h/HPIM9714.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RsjvrpkaPoI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/viH-yQ43ung/s400/HPIM9714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100590111169068674" border="0" /></a>Mural en Santa Rosa que muestra la llegada de los Españoles y la defensa de los indigenas por la lucha de tierras y sus vidas.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsjvr5kaPpI/AAAAAAAAA6g/qyVX2cpaCig/s1600-h/HPIM9709.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/Rsjvr5kaPpI/AAAAAAAAA6g/qyVX2cpaCig/s400/HPIM9709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100590115464035986" border="0" /></a>Iglesia de Santa Rosa (vista lateral)<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RsjvsZkaPqI/AAAAAAAAA6o/T_uu_Bi3Qlw/s1600-h/HPIM9713.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RsjvsZkaPqI/AAAAAAAAA6o/T_uu_Bi3Qlw/s400/HPIM9713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100590124053970594" border="0" /></a>Entrada principal a Santa Rosa<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RsjvspkaPrI/AAAAAAAAA6w/O4LTDh84Nz4/s1600-h/HR059699.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxCMEcCoJX0/RsjvspkaPrI/AAAAAAAAA6w/O4LTDh84Nz4/s400/HR059699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100590128348937906" border="0" /></a>Cabudare visto desde Santa Rosa<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4605974163441521291-6878726192255460185?l=cuentosycaminos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael A. 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