Well I can't think of much to say this week. I'ts amazing. As soon as we get into the computer center at the chapel, I immediately forget everything that we did this week. At the moment nothing comes to mind. I guess the biggest thing of interest is that we are doing a lot of contacting now. We had to drop almost all of our investigators last week, so now we are doing a lot to try and find new ones. We usually just ride our bikes up and down Bristol Street in an effort to find people. We usually speak to crowd at the bus stop or at the crosswalk. So far we haven't found anyone, but we just got to keep it up, I suppose. I'm still having trouble with the language, but my understanding is getting a lot better. Last night we watched a special Spanish-only broadcast from Salt Lake. One of the speakers was Elder Doxey of the Seventy. He is about as white as it gets, but his Spanish was absolutely flawless. I think watching other gringos speak the language boosts my spirits and gives me hope. But it still is rough.
Hi mom. I love you.
I think I need some pants badly. I only have like 3 pairs. Do you think you could get me some? Maybe some nice gray, striped ones. Just some nice variety. Also, its getting a little cooler. Could you send me some more long sleeves? Thats funny to think that I am whining about being cold here, when Brett is in freaking Alaska. hahaha
How are things back home?
Any news with the NBA?
Is Adam Sandler's career over yet? Holy cow those "Jack and Jill" ads are everywhere and it just looks awful. This is really getting sad. He needs to just go home and enjoy his money.
Where the heck is that Van Tussenbrook newsletter?
Also, I thought of some good Christmas gifts. Some nice slip-on slippers. Two piece pajama set. Ties. Lots of ties. A belt. Pants. A pair of shoes. I think I want some Ecco shoes. Like in Corovan though. Is that how you call it? Its like that burgandy color. Ya those are cool. The slip on shoes I brought are just too big. I'm going to try and send them home. P-Day is just too short. It's crazy.
Do you have mailing addresses for your friends? I would like to send
them a Thanksgiving card and maybe a little something for Christmas.
I do not. I'm sure you could find their mission home addresses or their parents would probably know.
Any further contact with Margarita?
A little. She is also taking lessons from the Jehovah's Witnesses as well, so we are having to compete with them over her schedule, so its a little tough.
I am curious about your P-day schedule? Do you play sports? Laundry,
shopping, etc.?
We wake up, do laundry and study, clean the apartment for a little bit, then we go to the church for email and dodgeball with the zone. After that we do shopping, finish cleaning. maybe write a few letters. Then at 6:00 we're out the door.
You mentioned that you were writing your letters at some other
missionaries' apartment? Where do they live? How close is that to you?
There are 4 missionaries working in the Santa Ana 5th ward. We work the north half and they have the south half, so they are pretty close. They are pretty funny. Elder Almeida is from Venzuela and his companion, Elder Centeno was born in Mexico, but lives in Norwood California.
Are you allowed to give me your mailing address so that I can send
things directly to you? I have to mail on Saturday morning if I want
things to get to you from your weekly zone leader delivery.
I think all the mail has to go the mission office. I'm not sure if we even have a mailbox at the apartment.
Dad has written letters to you through Dear Elder. Do you receive
those?
Yep.
Thanksgiving plans yet?
As for dinner, I think we are going to eat at the Perez house. They are super nice. The dad isn't a member, but he has been going to church every week for the last 10+ years. They told me that I am the the 105th missionary that they have had in their home
Funny experience for the week?
I can't think of specific funny moment, but its just really funny to teach Elder Zamora new words in English. Oh also, its getting a little cooler, like 70 degrees and everyone here is acting like its -30. They all look in me in my short sleeve shirt like I am crazy. Its pretty funny and I hear "Como no tiene frio?" mulitiple times a day.