Hard to believe that it's already June, and even harder to believe that June could be so cold. We're already walking around in sweaters and hats, and we're told that it's bound to get even colder. To make it worse, it's constantly drizzling and gloomy all day. It would appear that my perpetual summer has finally come to an end. Oh how I wish to return...
Anyway, this week was pretty average apart from the super beautiful weather. We're constantly enjoying walking around in boots in all the mud and water as we trudge from place to place. People are always suprised when we show up at their door, as they thought we wern't going to brave the elements, but the work of the Lord goes forth regardless of all things of such minial importantance.
Once again we had to go and do immigrations for E' Flores bright and early in the morning on the other side of town. Thankfully the public transport system of Micros also starts bright and early, so we were able to make it on time to start waiting for an hour in line before the place even opened. Than, when it finally opened, we progressed steadily forward for another hour until realizing that every one of the 31ish immigration papers of the missionaries had the wrong code for something or other, so we had to wait a good 2 hours to get everything fixed up right. From there it only took another hour to finish so we could go home. It wouldn't have been too bad of an experience, as there were plenty of people to talk to, if we didn't have to wait outside in the cold and occasionally drizzling rain. (Hope ya'll are enjoying the heat...)
Again it surprises me how helpfully the young men are in this ward, probably because all of them are waiting for their calling to arrive, and how willing they are to leave their warm houses. Not sure if the States has heard about the grand plague that's passing around in Santa Cruz, but it's called chikunguña. Aparently its like dengue, only worse, and it's been all the rage with the people living in our area. Oddly enough E' Flores y yo havn't been 'lucky' enough to be a la moda, but we constantly find people that have or had said disease.
I'm told that we should have the keys to the new chapel so we can leave the abandoned warehouse within the next 2 or 3 weeks. Maybe we'll see it before this cambio (transfer) ends...
Con Mucho Amor,