Monday, September 30, 2013

Dig it oh oh oh dig it.

This week was a good week. I actually have some stuff that is interesting to write. We had a couple service projects this week. The first one was cleaning chickens. There is a chicken butchery right behind my house. It is run by members so one night we went over there and cleaned chickens. There is something a little weird about sticking your hand up a dead chicken's rear end to pull out all of it's organs. It also stinks, a lot. We also had a service project for this family that had two children that we were going to baptize. They live in a place called Anal Abajo and that is like a 45-60 min walk from our house. We moved a ton of rocks and also mixed concrete. (I'm glad you taught me, dad). I always like giving service even though it is hard work. On Saturday we had the wedding. It takes a lot to plan a wedding and we did not prepare very well but it went well. It was very very different than a wedding/reception, especially when you have the ward council making food and the Elders paying for almost everything. Sunday we baptized Oscar and Claudia and Joel Ortiz. Joel's sister was supposed to be baptized as well but she was in San Salvador with a sick relative at the hospital. So we only had three baptisms this week. Oscar Jeremias Sanchez Aguilar was the first person I've ever baptized in my life. That was pretty cool. 
On much uncooler terms, we haven't had water in our house for a week. We have to go to another house to shower and use the bathroom. Our eating is pretty crap here. We eat a lot of hamburgers and pizza and a lot a lot of pupusas. There is an Hermana here that has a Pupusaria here and gives us free pupusas. Also this week we we've been walking around a ton to find houses to rent because more missionaries are coming here. I went on Interchanges with Elder Anderson, who is from Alpine and went to Lone Peak. He is my Zone Leader. I looked for houses with him for a long time and with Elders named McKenna and Oliver. Elder McKenna is from American Fork, Oliver is from Canada. It was kind of weird walking around the streets and three of the four of us live with in 10 minutes of each other. 
Next week when I write I won't be in Texical anymore. I have changes and I'm going somewhere else on Wednesday. I don't know why though.

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