I am not sure how I could be any dumber - I have somehow deleted the last two blogs and pictures.
I am going to call Kelsey today and see if she can tell me what I am doing. Finally have the instructions in English which should help but you never know! It has taken me hours to do the blogs and far more hours to try to find them after they have disappeared. Had told myself many times I was going to take a computer class and never did so I deserve whats happening.
On Friday night we went to the temple then decided to walk around and find someplace to eat supper.
Walking is much faster and safer than driving - maybe. You have to sprint through the cars and hope one is not coming from somewhere it shouldn't. It's heartwarming to hear the people on the sidewalks yelling for you to be careful because they think you are going to get yourself killed! They should know..
I am amazed that we have not seen an accident here. We see all kinds of dented, beat up cars and see how they drive but have never actually seen an accident. The motorcyclists are crazy and are supposed to be the number one cause of death here. The next is the men killing their wives/concubines who they are unhappy with. The welfare specialists here say there is a new incident of this daily in the paper. That is interesting because you see so many working women here that you would think they weren't held back by their husbands in other ways.
Anyway, back to the supper adventure. Just down from us are a couple of pizza places - one American and one Dominican. We went into the Dominican Pizzelle. The place filled up with college students laughing and talking. We tried a pizza with everything on - the most notable difference was their vegetables were not cooked on the pizza. They just cut up the peppers, onions, etc the threw it on after. They also put kernels of corn on their pizza with a different spice that we weren't familiar with. It was good but we think we'll go to the American one next! They bagged up our extra pizza and we left only to find a shoeshine boy waiting on the steps to give shoeshines. The trouble was it was dark so Scott didn't think that would be a great idea. The boy said he was hungry and needed the money so Scott gave him the rest of our pizza. I hope it helped him a little.
Don't know if I have mentioned the absence of clocks here - everyone here says that is just the Dominican way and we are beginning to believe there is something to that.
On the past two posts that I lost I had put pictures of our smiley face washer and natural air dryer. I will try that again. On Saturday we had water first thing in the morning. I showered and got some clothes ready to wash and Scott got ready to shower only to find when he stepped in the shower the water went off. They say the city water system does not have enough water because it is a drought year - now that is hard to believe. They should live in Utah instead of a country where it rains every day! When it rains here it literally pours. Water runs down the streets and puddles up everywhere even though they have drain trenches down the sides of every street.
Today has been fast Sunday here because of General Conference next week. We went to the ward we would normally be in here. There were as many white people there as Dominicans. Haven't seen so much blond hair the whole time we have been here. It was almost shocking! This ward has all of the area presidency and all of the temple missionaries plus all of the men and their families that are here working for the church in different business and welfare ventures. We actually heard a Sunday School lesson in English. Sure am glad not to be the woman who teaches that class! There is such a special spirit among these people. One of the women here with her husband said she had served a mission here and was so happy to come back because these people are much more loving and accepting than those in the states. That's a sad reflection on us. The chapels we have been in all have their chapels on the second floor of the building with many fans whirling around. The weather is nice now but we hear it gets very uncomfortable in the summer months.
Tonight Brother Rappley is giving a fireside on the gospel here in the Dominican. They say it is excellent and we should attend - so we will. We'll get to see Elder Midgley again for a few minutes so that will be fun.
When you decide to go on a mission as a senior couple, don't let Pres. Porter put that you can do anything they want you to do on your application. Just a thought..Everything moves so slow here but we are beginning to see the music program being established in some stakes and wards. It is so interesting how the Lord opens up ways for you to do what He wants done. From showing up at the wrong building for Church only to find it was the best place for you to be, to finding a young woman in the Templo Tienda ( mini distribution center) at the Casa who wanted to be taught music lessons. When we went in to check on her she began laughing and said she was just called to be the music chairman in her ward. As we were talking a man was fixing a broken door and begn asking questions. We were so blessed to find he is a bishop in one of the city wards and wanted to know how to increase the use of music in his ward. Such small steps at home but such big ones here.
We miss home -our wonderful family and the ranch - our ward family - our friends and want to make the time we are serving helpful to these people and to our Father in Heaven.
If I erase this post I'm giving up!
I am going to call Kelsey today and see if she can tell me what I am doing. Finally have the instructions in English which should help but you never know! It has taken me hours to do the blogs and far more hours to try to find them after they have disappeared. Had told myself many times I was going to take a computer class and never did so I deserve whats happening.
On Friday night we went to the temple then decided to walk around and find someplace to eat supper.
Walking is much faster and safer than driving - maybe. You have to sprint through the cars and hope one is not coming from somewhere it shouldn't. It's heartwarming to hear the people on the sidewalks yelling for you to be careful because they think you are going to get yourself killed! They should know..
I am amazed that we have not seen an accident here. We see all kinds of dented, beat up cars and see how they drive but have never actually seen an accident. The motorcyclists are crazy and are supposed to be the number one cause of death here. The next is the men killing their wives/concubines who they are unhappy with. The welfare specialists here say there is a new incident of this daily in the paper. That is interesting because you see so many working women here that you would think they weren't held back by their husbands in other ways.
Anyway, back to the supper adventure. Just down from us are a couple of pizza places - one American and one Dominican. We went into the Dominican Pizzelle. The place filled up with college students laughing and talking. We tried a pizza with everything on - the most notable difference was their vegetables were not cooked on the pizza. They just cut up the peppers, onions, etc the threw it on after. They also put kernels of corn on their pizza with a different spice that we weren't familiar with. It was good but we think we'll go to the American one next! They bagged up our extra pizza and we left only to find a shoeshine boy waiting on the steps to give shoeshines. The trouble was it was dark so Scott didn't think that would be a great idea. The boy said he was hungry and needed the money so Scott gave him the rest of our pizza. I hope it helped him a little.
Don't know if I have mentioned the absence of clocks here - everyone here says that is just the Dominican way and we are beginning to believe there is something to that.
On the past two posts that I lost I had put pictures of our smiley face washer and natural air dryer. I will try that again. On Saturday we had water first thing in the morning. I showered and got some clothes ready to wash and Scott got ready to shower only to find when he stepped in the shower the water went off. They say the city water system does not have enough water because it is a drought year - now that is hard to believe. They should live in Utah instead of a country where it rains every day! When it rains here it literally pours. Water runs down the streets and puddles up everywhere even though they have drain trenches down the sides of every street.
Today has been fast Sunday here because of General Conference next week. We went to the ward we would normally be in here. There were as many white people there as Dominicans. Haven't seen so much blond hair the whole time we have been here. It was almost shocking! This ward has all of the area presidency and all of the temple missionaries plus all of the men and their families that are here working for the church in different business and welfare ventures. We actually heard a Sunday School lesson in English. Sure am glad not to be the woman who teaches that class! There is such a special spirit among these people. One of the women here with her husband said she had served a mission here and was so happy to come back because these people are much more loving and accepting than those in the states. That's a sad reflection on us. The chapels we have been in all have their chapels on the second floor of the building with many fans whirling around. The weather is nice now but we hear it gets very uncomfortable in the summer months.
Tonight Brother Rappley is giving a fireside on the gospel here in the Dominican. They say it is excellent and we should attend - so we will. We'll get to see Elder Midgley again for a few minutes so that will be fun.
When you decide to go on a mission as a senior couple, don't let Pres. Porter put that you can do anything they want you to do on your application. Just a thought..Everything moves so slow here but we are beginning to see the music program being established in some stakes and wards. It is so interesting how the Lord opens up ways for you to do what He wants done. From showing up at the wrong building for Church only to find it was the best place for you to be, to finding a young woman in the Templo Tienda ( mini distribution center) at the Casa who wanted to be taught music lessons. When we went in to check on her she began laughing and said she was just called to be the music chairman in her ward. As we were talking a man was fixing a broken door and begn asking questions. We were so blessed to find he is a bishop in one of the city wards and wanted to know how to increase the use of music in his ward. Such small steps at home but such big ones here.
We miss home -our wonderful family and the ranch - our ward family - our friends and want to make the time we are serving helpful to these people and to our Father in Heaven.
If I erase this post I'm giving up!
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