This is from KidTwo's other place. I liked it and wanted to share it here.
Any of you who have been around me much in California probably know how excited I get over seeing the yellow blue and red. Once, when I was still working at Nugget, we had a display set up and someone had set a yellow sieve on top of a blue sieve on top of a red sieve. As long as that display was up, I made sure to work register three or four, where I could look over and smile.
Yellow, blue, and red are the colors of the flags of Ecuador, Colombia, and Venezuela. All are countries in which I have spent significant amounts of time, and all are countries that mean a great deal to me. All used to be part of Gran Colombia, thus the similarities in their flags. (See the original here.) For the record, Panama was also part of Gran Colombia; why the disparity in its—admittedly awesome and geometrical—flag design is beyond me.
The colors are said to tell the story of our countries, with the gold representing the wealth and prosperity facing us, separated from the time of bloodshed (the Conquest and subsequent wars for independence) by a river of blue, representing peace. Since Ecuador is the best country of the three, scientifically speaking, please feel free to proceed to this page, which gives a great and concise history of the flag.
Spotting the colors in the States was a rare and lovely treat for me, so you can imagine that living here works out great. We are a very nationalistic people, so the flag is everywhere. It is like they set it up just for me!
But I am American before anything, and I love the Stars and Stripes. It isn’t found here as often as all that. There is, however, the one at the Embassy. It flies 24/7, illuminated at night by the building lights. There’s a circunvalar we have to cross on the ride to work in the mornings—I don’t know how to translate circunvalar; I have a lousy vocabulary for architecture and dictionaries are no help, but it’s basically a curved road, and this one is also an overpass. It’s fairly high, and it gives us the first view of the flag. Bogotá is a grey city, and the early morning sun turns it silver. Friday morning was windy; the breeze caught the colors and lifted them out in full.
It’s almost the Fourth of July. It will be my second in a row outside of the country. Who would have thought! Right now the cards are saying that Taylor will be here to participate in the Color Guard. In Nicaragua, our Fourth of July ceremony was a barbecue at the Ambassador’s residence. Word on the street is that the ceremony here is much more epic. I’m looking forward to it; I’ll report back.
Isn't it nice that we have young people like KidTwo running around South America, helping make America seem a better and prettier and friendlier place to people who've only met us through the television or the movies?