We did a lot of walking again this week, and we probably will be doing a lot more walking in the future. Luckily, we've started getting appointments set up so we can rely on those instead of just wandering around everywhere trying to find someone to teach. The biggest problem I've found is that the husbands are usually not home, since I guess they need to work or something. Not sure about what the rules used to be, but now missionaries can't enter a house without a member of the same gender over the age of 18 years. We make it work, even though it ends up being most of our appoinments in the night time.
This weekend was also Stake Conference, so we got to go to that. Unfortunately, it also made it so we couldn't proselyte at all on Saturday because we studied in the morning, ate lunch, then Elder Rios (as the District Leader) had to conduct a baptismal interview that lasted until Priesthood session, which was immediately followed by some meeting called the Work of Salvation. It was pretty decent, but we had to cancel a few appointments because we didn't find out we were supposed to assist those meetings until just before lunch. On the plus side, the stake center has air conditioning. Sunday morning we had the general session. The stake president here is amazing too.
Again I've meet some strange beliefs down here in Bolivia, I'll have to tell ya'll about someday. We also found this crazy witch-doctor like house that was pretty cool. There was a big circular pit in the yard with a whole bunch of chairs with names carved into the backs. And there was a whole bunch of cages scattered throughout the yard. Unfortunately, no one was home, so we could only observe from the other side of what Bolivians call fences.
The public transport here is also a whole lot different from those in the USA. There is no such thing as a maximum load that I've noticed, as people will hang out the door of the Micro if there is no room to enter. Plus, people are a bit more lax; I've carried on machetes several times without a second glance from anyone. And also, the machete is the Bolivian lawn mower - go ahead and try to cut grass with a machete, it's a bunch of fun!
Sincerely,
Elder Yates
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