Dia de los Muertos was terrible. We couldn`t talk to hardly anyone because EVERYBODY was out at the cemetery. But it`s fine. Everything`s back to normal now :)
I have a couple funny stories from the week, but I`ll start with the missionary/spiritual story.
We contacted a family in the street the other day and started talking for a little bit. Not a whole lot, but a good 5-10 minutes. They have a family member in the hospital because he got burned really bad and had to get his arm and leg amputated. Obviously not in a good condition. So we told them that we would stop by the next day to meet him and talk to all of them. So, that`s what we did. And it was incredible. He was in the same room as another old man and a little kid, and all of them were just so happy that we were there. We talked about the Plan of Salvation and the Atonement, and you could just see all their faces light up. It was one of the most humbling and touching lessons that I`ve had my whole mission. We`re going back later this week to check up on them. And I`m pretty excited!
Another small expirience. We were walking though the street the other day and I was feeling a little bummed because none of our investigators are progessing. I was saying a little prayer in my head and asking Heavenly Father to send us somebody who was prepared and ready to listen to us. Literally in that exact moment a man stopped us and starting talking to us and asked if we could come visit him and his family. They left the next day for a trip, so we haven`t been able to talk to them yet (we have an appointment for this week tho), but I don`t know who`s more excited for us to come, him or us. Prayer is real and God listens and answers.
Alright. So you know how I told you my Spanish was getting better last week?? Well, I was working with a member this week and then went over to their house for dinner. We were talking about our favorite desserts, and I was trying to explain to them what brownies are because they`ve never had them. I had a little Spanglish moment and accidently said that they are like "cacitas" (like cake-itas - little cakes) instead of tortitas. Well, that means little poops. Not little cakes. They all got a pretty good laugh out of that one.
One more. We like to scare each other in our apartment. I was waiting outside the bathroom door for Hna Sanchez and scared her REAL GOOD. Probably one of the best scares I`ve ever done. Good enough for her to slam the door in my face and give me a little black eye. Not too bad, but it hurts really bad. We all started laughing pretty hard. What I didn`t know was that she had asthma. I may or may not have given her an asthma attack between being scared so badly and laughing so hard at me cradling my face... It`s ok. She`s fine now.
I`m glad everything is going so well! Love you all!
Pday in the plaza
First day with both of my companions!
Pday in waterfall!
CUSCO IS BEAUTIFUL!
I taught them how to make a wish in a fountain :)