I just went to temple square in Mexico City today and it was pretty cool.
We can´t take temple trips anymore since the temple is under
construction.
Me, my companions, and our teacher Hermana Faces at the Christus :)
One of the dorkiest Elders in my district (Elder Steed)
riding one of the bikes they show in "Nacho Libre"
My hilarious district at the Visitors Center!
So for one of the meals we had this thing called a tamale.
It was really good, but everyone was totally shocked that I had never had one
before. Basically what it is is corn meal, sauce, and meat, wrapped in leaves
and boiled. Dad, you should figure out a way to make this, otherwise our
reputation of cultural food making will be tainted.
So we´ve had a few laughs this week. One night in our casa
(house) we hear this *knock* *knock* "...Hermana...? Our room is
flooded." Apparently the shower doesn´t drain very well in their room and
it flooded all the way our into the bedroom pretty deep. We called reception
and they´re like, "Oh, sorry. Anyone that could help you with that isn´t
here right now, but we´ll report it." It was pretty crazy.
Another time this week we had to teach a brand new practice
investigator and we had no warning. We decided to teach about The Book of
Mormon, so I tried sharing an analogy that Bednar had shared in a devotional.
Basically what it says is that there´s a "board of all that is true,"
and how with one nail (the Bible), the board of truth could be twisted and
turned, but with another nail (the Book of Mormon) it could´t be moved. Well I
tried explaining that in Spanish, not having any time to prepare, and he
thought I was talking about driving a nail through the Bible. He´s like,
"Oh, ¡¿le gusta Satanas?!" You guys like Satan?! We tried explaining
it again and he keeps on doing the rock ´n roll thing with his hand and going
"¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡Yeeeaaaahhh Satanaaaaaasssss!!!!!!!" Not our best lesson
to say the least.
During lunch yesterday, this kid comes up to me and asks how
to say Millennium Falcon in Spanish. I didn´t know, so I asked my teacher and
he said it was Halcon Mileniar. The reason he asked was because one of the
rolls they have for dinner looked like the Milennium Falcon.
One day during dinner they served wings, so my district
decided to have a wing eating contest. It was gross. I should´ve gotten a
picture of the pile of bones. It was pretty disgusting.
Poor Hermana Laycock got pretty sick this week (not from the
wing eating contest however), so we brought her some food during meal time and
we built her a "cave of death."
For gym time this week we´ve been playing lightening and I
did so well! We shot from the 3 point line and I made 5 shots in a row! I was
able to beat a lot of the guys :)
Our Spanish teacher is soooooo funny. His name is Hermano
Gallegos, but we like to call him Abu because he reminds us of Abu from
Aladdin. The other day he was walking through the hallway singing "Come
on, vaminos! Everybody let´s go! Come on let´s get to it! I know that we can do
it!"
Take care!
Hermana Candland