- My new companion Hermana Manuyama is awesome! Super duper sweet and is very patient. Good thing too, because our first day together, I took her to what I thought was going to be a family home evening with a member in the ward who has family that aren´t members. Sorry nope. We show up and I´m really confused because there are a bunch of chairs set up and a tent thing and a bunch of people. Five seconds later I realize it´s a memorial service for someone who passed away. 10 seconds later I realize its the members brother who passed the night before. I´m really confused because I called him that morning and he sounded really good and was excited for us to come and share a message. I´m feeling super bad because we kind of just barged in. But the member acts like it´s all normal and asks if we are ready to give the message. So we did. And the people were nodding and saying amen and shouting out scriptures from the bible so yeah it went fine.
- My new companion is already recognizing how unlucky I am. She dies laughing every time i step in the popo on the street. She´s keeping a tally in her journal.
- This weekend we had a bunch of conferences because we are transitioning from a district to a stake here in Santa Rosa. I had to play the piano for the Saturday conference. We had a lot of people to visit on Saturday because we wanted to invite lots of people to the conference for the following day. Right before we are about to head to the church, an investigator (of the elders) calls me and invites us to eat dinner with him and his family for his birthday. I felt superbad saying no because they prepared a dish (I cannot remember the name of it) specifically for me to try, so I told him we could stop by super quick. We rushed to his house and turns out it was a soup with fish and onion and bleh this one was hard to get down. For the most part the food is good here, but I just cannot handle onion...especially with fish. But I did it because we were going to be late for the conference. My companion and I started to sprint to catch a taxi but then I felt the soup coming back up and my companion did too so we had to just walk fast. I was laughing so hard because we were in such a bad situation. I told the cab driver to get us to the church fast (which is always a bad thing to do here because they already don´t give a rip about the traffic laws). So we got to the church as the mission president wife was calling me..so we barged into the reverent chapel sweaty and dirty with "called to serve" blaring from my backpack (our ringtone). whoops. Lo siento. And then I´m sitting at the piano and they announce the opening song as a different hymn than what I was told. And I´m not very good at the piano. But everything was fine in the end and that investigator has a baptism date set for two weeks from now.
Jaja and there are other stories too but that's all I have time for right now!
I hope you all have a good week!
