Huerta Grande, Argentina,

AGTSP  paoho   We travel all morning through the mountains from Cordoba and got here. We are staying in a very old stone house on the edge of the city. Piggy said it was built by Colonial settlers and is guarded by the ghosts of Spanish soldiers. The wooden floors are 400 years old. We had a nice lunch of pumpkin, olive oil and bread Prasadam. 

Tonight there will be a program, but right now we have traveled on Ambarisa and Vrsabhanu nandini's flying carpet with Campaka lata and Devarsi narada to the house of VBNN father. It is also a forest home, but here they have internet.

We have a strong headache but it should go away. Maybe we will go away before it goes away. Ja! Ha! Ha!

One devotee and his wife came by, Visnu-cakra Das. He is a stunt man for the movies and was parachuting out of an airplane with a camera-man also parachuting and filmin him, but at the end their chutes collided and VCD free fell the last 30-meters, 100-feet.

Where did he crash into the ground?

Right into a football field where the local Doctor's association was playing the local Para-medic association in football!

I can imagine then, thinking, "Well, here we get a day off from the hospital to play foot ball!", Plop.

He lived and is 15% steel but looks fine.

Well I guess that's about all for right now. It is becoming a challenge to organize things, India visit, Education Symposium. Seems God wants us to turn more and more things over to others.

Hare Krsna.