So Monday, after a normal day proselyting, we decided to do something for my birthday, just a day late. As a note beforehand, here in Santa Cruz there are not very many American restaurants (Burger King, KFC, Subway I think), and in Montero nothing. Also, the pizza here is no where near the good ol' American grease pie. That said, the other month a Papa John's opened up in Santa Cruz. As such, we asked the dueños (owners) of our house to go pick up some pizza for a little birthday dinner. They did, and it was the best pizza I had all last year. Day one of lots of food.
Tuesday we got a call telling us of a small emergancy transfer, where we only had to go and pick up an Hna to join the other 2 that were in Montero. So we made all the arrangements. Then we got another call telling us that we only had to send the 2 Hnas to the rondevouz point, as they made plans to bring the 3 back to Montero. A little strange sometimes our orders, but whatever. We set out to work normally.
Tuesday night we got yet another call for a small transfer, this time taking a Hna to the airport to be flown out to Beni Wednesday morning. Since her flight left at 7:45, we had to get up and leave pretty early. The first part of the day of proselyting wasn't too bad, but the lack of sleep slowly took its toll during the day. The good news is that the Elders Quorum had a years-end BBQ, to which we were invited. Naturally we couldn't turn down the invite, so we passed by before heading home for a late dinner. Day two of lots of food.
Thursday, being the last day of the year, we decided to have a little treat as a zone, and, as such, we all ate salteñas right before the District Meetings. If I havn't before explained what is a salteña, it's something like a hand-held potpie. After the meetings, we went to visit until 8, the time in which we had to return home early. When we got home, we found the dueños (owners) with there grill going loaded with meat. Day three of lots of food.
Thursday night wasn't actually too bad I think. After Christmas, as we were talking about all the fireworks that went off, we were told that New Year is even more fireworks. However, it seemed like there was a lot less, as there wasn't as much bulla. In the morning there was still people partying, so it seems like the fireworks money was spent in a different way. The good news is that all the drunk people stayed in their houses, so we went around unhindered to visit. And, since it was the first day of the year, our pension had an extra special lunch and dinner. Day four of lots of food.
Saturday and Sunday were filled with rain, mud, and wind. For whatever strange reason, it never seems to rain on us when we're walking in the street. It waits to rain until we're in Church, at another house, at home sleeping, or home studying. I think 1 or 2 times it sprinkled on us a little, but we didn't actually get wet. Very strange. As we were visiting Sunday, we passed by the house of a less active family, and they asked for our help. Being nice people, we did. When we entered the house, we found a table full of coca leaves, and they asked for our help to cut of the stems. Certainly the strangest service I've done this far in the mission. Also, since we were fasting for the first time this year, our pension prepared an extra large lunch to end the fast. Day five of lots of food.
So, don't worry about me (mom) for the food here, as there is plenty. I don't even want to know how much weight I've gained, but I'm sure it's a good amount. We'll see one day. Maybe.
Lots of Love (LoL)