Five months! I can hardly believe it has been five months since we left home - at times it feels like five years and at other times just five months. Everyone says to just look how fast each day passes not how much time you have left. And each day does pass fast! There is so much we would like to accomplish and know that is likely not possible. That early morning boarding of the flight to the Dominican could have been years ago it seems so distant. It was on that flight that I wished we had traveled more so arriving somewhere strange with no idea where we would live,what we would be doing, etc.
I have spent the whole day studying, practicing the teclado, and feeding the various people Scott has invited in. The Yturraldes came to scan a document. Then while I was doing a Spanish exercise on the computer Scott opens the window and starts yelling loudly, "Hey gringos!" I am sure the neighbors think he is nuts! He throws candy down to the kids at the taxi stop and the workers when they are eating lunch below our window. Some of our senior missionary friends were outside by the guagua stop. He invited them up. The Despains and the Leavits had been out on an excursion in the country and were exhausted and sweat covered. They were grateful for a drink and some brownies. It was fun to have them here since they have just heard from others about our infamous apartment building. They had to sneak past the guards to get in. I'm sure they looked fairly innocent though.
Scott gave them a ride back to the Casa where they live. They are both temple missionaries and have two weeks off because the temple is being cleaned.
The West Mission assistants to the Pres. called and wanted to go with Scott to this guy up the street who wants to be a Mormon. He wasn't there at first so they came here and had super then went back.
When they finally found him they sat down and gave him a lesson - only one problem - he was drunk! Scott was setting downwind from him and could smell the alcohol and said he was slurring his words, etc. Needless to say, Scott felt badly because he had never seen Juan Paublo drunk. The missionaries thought he was great and were excited to teach him since he is quite a ways along in the Book of Mormon and has a good understanding of what is happening in the book. Personally, I just think it's funny! Most people here have drank all of their lives - why not? That is their culture. The government has formed committee to figure out how to cut down on alcohol consumption in hopes it will help with the crime and violence here.
I have spent the whole day studying, practicing the teclado, and feeding the various people Scott has invited in. The Yturraldes came to scan a document. Then while I was doing a Spanish exercise on the computer Scott opens the window and starts yelling loudly, "Hey gringos!" I am sure the neighbors think he is nuts! He throws candy down to the kids at the taxi stop and the workers when they are eating lunch below our window. Some of our senior missionary friends were outside by the guagua stop. He invited them up. The Despains and the Leavits had been out on an excursion in the country and were exhausted and sweat covered. They were grateful for a drink and some brownies. It was fun to have them here since they have just heard from others about our infamous apartment building. They had to sneak past the guards to get in. I'm sure they looked fairly innocent though.
Scott gave them a ride back to the Casa where they live. They are both temple missionaries and have two weeks off because the temple is being cleaned.
The West Mission assistants to the Pres. called and wanted to go with Scott to this guy up the street who wants to be a Mormon. He wasn't there at first so they came here and had super then went back.
When they finally found him they sat down and gave him a lesson - only one problem - he was drunk! Scott was setting downwind from him and could smell the alcohol and said he was slurring his words, etc. Needless to say, Scott felt badly because he had never seen Juan Paublo drunk. The missionaries thought he was great and were excited to teach him since he is quite a ways along in the Book of Mormon and has a good understanding of what is happening in the book. Personally, I just think it's funny! Most people here have drank all of their lives - why not? That is their culture. The government has formed committee to figure out how to cut down on alcohol consumption in hopes it will help with the crime and violence here.
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