Happy Monday. Guess what? I didn’t have my interview today. Ha! Elder Martinez called and told us that to save money we would have our interviews Tuesday at zone conference. It really doesn’t make much sense to me because the bus to manta is really cheap. Some of the Elders in manta spend more money taking a taxi to the interviews than we spend taking a bus from Jipijapa. So that’s the story of how Elder Martinez accidentally saved my p-day. If that didn’t sound very interesting I’m sorry but we didn’t have any earthquakes this week and I have not had any companions get hit by a motorcycle recently.
We did have two baptisms yesterday. A member from branch 1 started coming back to church a couple months ago and she told us that her kids were not members so we took care of it for her. The kids’ names are 12 and 9. The 12 year old is a girl and her name is Aranza and the 9 year old is a boy named Adair. They are crazy. It was probably the weirdest baptism I have ever seen. The boy was baptized first and when he came up out of the water he looks up at Elder Ruiz and says the Spanish equivalent of “hey thanks dude”. Then he went over and sat on the steps next to the font while his sister was baptized. After his sister was baptized he jumps back in the font and started swimming. They finally started getting out of the font when his sister turns around and says “hey since we are here anyway we should take advantage of the water”. So she dives back in, followed closely by her brother. Elder Ruiz ended up having to pick them up, throw them over his shoulders, and physically carry them out of the font. After it was over I just sat there shaking my head and laughing.
We had two days of interchanges this week. Tuesday Elder Ruiz went to Monti Cristi and my “brother” Elder Nayra (the other missionary that Elder Fuentemavida trained) spent the day here with me. Elder Nayra is a pretty funny guy. He loves to spit. I have no idea why, but that’s what he does. At one point he told me we needed to find a store and buy water because he was inexplicably thirsty. He said it like this “hey Elder Walke *spit* I don’t know why but *spit* I am feeling really thirsty *spit* could we go and look for a store? *spit* I need to buy some water *spit*”. No joke, he really spits that much. That’s really all I remember from that day. It was pretty funny because even being really thirsty hardly slowed his spitting down at all.
The next day we had an interchange with the zone leaders. Elder Ruiz and Elder Bejar were working here in Jipijapa and I went to manta with Elder Connelly. That was an interesting day too. I always enjoy going to other peoples sectors and seeing how they do things. It was pretty funny because Elder Connelly has only been in manta for a month so he is still pretty lost most of the time. He apologized a couple of times but I told him it was ok. It’s good to know that there are people in the world with as bad a sense of direction as me. For lunch we ate a chicken pineapple thing that was really good. When the mamita heard that I liked it she gave me a second helping as big as the first one to me. I have got to be more careful about what I say to mamitas here because in Ecuador “I really liked the food” means “kill me with rice”.
That’s pretty much all the news this week. Things are going well enough. Our teaching pool is growing. Slowly, but its growing. Things are going well enough here. The weather continues to be nice; the mosquitoes continue to try to kill me (although I am more careful these days). My cloths and shoes continue to slowly fall apart; the work continues to progress, and I continue to work.