Happy Monday! I never thought Mondays would ever be my favorite day of the week but there are a lot of things that I have done and learned since coming on a mission that would have surprised me only a few months ago. I’m glad to hear that things are looking better for Aunt Lori keep me up to date on that stuff. I had an interesting experience Tuesday, as we left an appointment we came across an older man who had collapsed by the side of the road, as it turned out he had had a heart attack or something and was dead. It was all very strange and but I guess you kind of expect that kind of thing to happen here because it wasn’t surprising it was just sort of sad.
Wednesday was my companion exchange with Elder Mitton, it was pretty fun. The thing about having a Latin comp is that I just can’t ask as many questions about Spanish and stuff because I don’t have all the words to explain it yet, so whenever I get together with Elder Mitton I always learn something new. He showed me this fruit bar that they have in their sector. It’s a kind of a make your own fruit salad thing and it was pretty good.
The next day we were in the apartment and we heard a noise outside and when we looked out the window there was a huge group of people marching by. It was an anti-president march or something; there must have been at least 3000 people which is pretty impressive because Babahoyo isn’t very big.
In a couple of the emails I got this week some of you mentioned my bad spelling. It was known before my mission that I’m a terrible speller and Spanish is only messing me up worse so you should prepare yourselves for some pretty messed up spelling as my mission progresses. Plus I don’t have time to re-read my email so I really make no promises. Also, I’m afraid that you won’t be getting any pictures this week. The place that we usually do emails is down, and the shop I’m in now doesn’t upload pictures at all. Ecuador doesn’t want you to see me sorry. I did go thru the apartment today and take pictures of everything and I will work on taking pictures of the church and stuff too. We don’t have too many iguanas here but I will see what I can do about getting a picture of one for Andrea. I have only seen one in Babahoyo and it was moving pretty fast. We scared it as we were walking by and it ran across the street and into a hole in about two seconds.
Thanks for the recipes mom. If you send me the apple crisp recipe I will probably make that at some point and if you think of any other recipes go ahead and send them. I’m sure it will be an interesting Christmas here. Most of the people have little fake Christmas trees with a few decorations on them; they remind me a lot of the Charlie Brown Christmas tree because they are always very sparse and small. They also have a small strand or two of Christmas lights; blinking colored lights are the most popular here. I love the Christmas season here. It’s not cold at all and it’s very different but it’s still awesome. Fun note about thanksgiving by the way–this thanksgiving will be my 100th day as a missionary. I got bored one night so I counted. Anyway, when you are all stuffing your faces with sugar and fat and all the other things I won’t be eating that day, remember me and how I’m eating a really big plate of rice.
It’s gotten to be pretty easy to eat all of my lunch these days. After the first couple of weeks I could eat all of it no problem but it hurt to walk around right afterwards, but now I can eat all my food and then do whatever and be just fine. I’m pretty sure I could eat rice until my stomach ruptured without feeling a thing. In fact, I may have come close a couple of times. Oh that reminds me, I ate my first weird thing this week! I know that I have eaten weird stuff in the past but I never knew what it was–this time I did. As I was eating my soup the other day I realized I had a chicken heart floating around my bowl. This saddened me because I remembered my five grains of rice rule, so when nobody was looking I stuck it in my mouth (I was afraid they would see me make a face). It tasted interesting, very rubbery and it had a slightly metallic aftertaste that I think was caused by the blood. I was pretty proud of myself for eating it and I have come to the conclusion that it is much better to not know what it is you are sticking in your mouth in Ecuador.
Tell Scott congrats on his mission call for me and give him my mission email. Other missionaries can email each other so as soon as he gets to the MTC I can talk to him.
Mom asked about my ward so I guess I will talk about that. We have a pretty good sized ward. It’s about 2/3 the size of our ward and they have about as many youth. There really isn’t much to say about them because it’s really not too different than our ward; it’s just in Spanish. I have not had to give a talk but before church on fast Sunday a couple of the members and my comp were pushing me to bear my testimony so I did that and it went ok I guess.
Saturday we had Evon´s baptism. She was a pain just like I predicted. We spent most of the day getting ready for her baptism and we even bought her a cake because her 16th bday is today.
We got her to the church and everything and then half an hour before she got stressed out or something and almost went home, but in the end she did get baptized. For some reason she wanted me to do it, even though Elder Fuentemavida has been teaching her for months, so I got to do my second baptism! It was pretty awesome because I only had to do it once and I didn’t stumble over her name or the words, so it was all very slick. I was impressed with myself if you can’t tell.
A few parting thoughts before I sign off for the week. Everyone that claims to be ghetto in America is a poser. They have no idea what ghetto is. Gold chains and gun–not ghetto. Unfiltered water and bamboo hut–very ghetto. I’m more ghetto than any rapper on the east coast or the west. Chew on that 50 cent. Well that’s all I have time for this week have a good turkey day and stay safe!