Week 32: The Dreaded Weekly Email

Things I’m Learning to Love
  1. I’m getting smarter. Or maybe I am just learning to say more words in Spanish. Or maybe I’m just more comfortable… but when I’m SUPER full and can’t eat anymore I just ask my pensionista for a container to take my food home in. WAHOO. I don’t have to stuff myself AND I’m not offending anyone, I think.
  2. A few funny things happened this week:
    • One of the elders found some blue contacts in the cancha (super sketchy I would probably never put anything in my eyes that I bought from the cancha) and put them in his eyes… BUT he could take them out. Ha Soo I had to take his blue eyes out for him. I told him we can’t all have eyes like me.
    • My compi will not brush her teeth the regular sink water (which is probably smart) but she dropped some candy on the ground OUTSIDE and picked it up and ATE IT. Remember how I talked about all the dog pee/poo, cat pee/poo and human pee/poo outside… EEEKK.We learned how to say, ¨kiss my butt¨in quetchua… and now we are rapidly making friends with Cholitas J
    • We made friends with one little cholita lady and she tried to teach us how to protect our selve against MEN. She told us where their sensitive spot was and that we had to hit them there with our knees and RUN. I love her. I call her Mamá.
    • A lady tried to invite us to her wedding but we didn’t completely understand.. So we tried to reschedule the appointment BECAUSE IT WAS ON P-DAY… Long story short, we’re going to a wedding in about 20min.
  3. I can see the stars from my bed. There's a window above my bed so I just sleep the opposite direction and I can SEE STARS. It’s almost like I’m camping. Welll…. I couldn’t see any stars the first few nights and then one night I was laying in my bed with my GLASSES on and I could see stars! Yeah, I’m blind.
  4. The blessings in the mission always outweigh the trials. I’m always scared to say this but… I’m grateful for the trials I’ve had (I’m not asking for more) but I always end up learning so much from each trial that I have.
  5. There’s a cancha near our house. WITH GRASS. And my compi puts up with me and we go RUNNING in the mornings! WAHOOO.



Things I’m Learning to Love
  1. The smell of our kitchen. It kinda smells like something is dying in the drain. And I have NO idea how to clean our DRAIN! Feel free to send me ideas! I have yet to find drain-o in Bolivia. So we just leave the door and the window open hoping that the smell isn’t as strong.
  2. OH MY. I have not had one day here that I have been able to sleep passed 4 a.m. There are a TON of water trucks and gas trucks that drive around with AIR HORNS that are SO LOUD. I’m not kidding. It literally sounds like someone is blowing an air horn DIRECTLY in my ears in the morning…. And then if it’s not the horns our neighbors have 7 of the MOST annoying and loudest barking dogs I have ever heard in my life. I am tempted every single morning to get up and throw rocks at them. But I’m sure that wouldn’t help them be quiet.
  3. I’m getting even weirder. I used to hear people say, “I don’t wanna go home.. I wanna stay in the mission forever…”  Whenever I heard that I was like YEAH RIGHT! Major SUCK UP. Everyone can not WAIT to go back home…. Welp. It’s happening. I know I have a whole year left but I don’t even want to think about going home. I LOVE IT HERE. I love being able to get to know so many people. I love being able to love people so quickly. YEAH. Like I said, I’m turning into a WEIRDO. 


Alll the girls in my zone. 
AND. I ran into an Hermano from my old ward! 
These kiddos were trying to make robot fish for school. We tried to help them and probably just made it worse. OH WELL. 
I LOVE GOATS. I tried to steal one. It didn't work out too well. 
Cute little girl in our new ward got baptized. 
She liked our "kiss my butt" phrase.
Estamos en trio! And one of my comps is tooooo tall. 
We had a womans conference. SO MANY GIRLS. Errrr.  I mean Hermanas :) 
Walking in the rain. 
Soy de WASHINGTON entonces... THIS AIN'T NOTHING. 

We went to the TEMPLE again. Woop. 
My compi´s love language is physical touch.... yeah we all know that ain't mine :)

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