30 October 2017

So the ward I'm in is called Cuyotenango or something like that. Yeah basically all the church buildings have super tight security, there are bars on all the windows, steel doors, 10-foot fences all around the building, and they all have some kind of spike or wire at the top of the fence. They are basically bunkers. But it makes sense, cause the clerk's office alone has more wealth in it than most families here. and nobody has an over, If it was easy to get in there, it would be an easy loot. Most people don't have cars so they don't need much parking, my ward has 3 spaces for cars in the front on a little grass field and in the back there is a half-sized basketball court, I think people park there too. Most people that don't take the bus use motorcycles because gas is too expensive. the buses are basically full-sized vans that they pack people into, and I mean they PACK people into these things, it is the most uncomfortable thing ever, and traffic laws don't exist, you can basically do whatever you want as long as you don't kill anyone, I'm pretty sure its bad if you kill someone.

(Flora Speaking Here:  We found his church building here on google maps.  Check out the street view. )


We usually have lunch with the members, and it is pretty, good, they have this plant that looks like a bigger banana, but it's not, its called a platanum or something like that,  but they don't eat it like a banana, it is always fried. At first, they made me gag, but now I love them. Other than that, the weirdest thing I've eaten is shrimp in a tortilla, shells, feet, eyes and all. Other than that, I haven't had a problem with the food, the members are always surprised to hear I haven't gotten sick yet, or that I don't have a list of foods I don't like.

I thought I sent you a picture of my compañero, his name is Elder Sunday, and he is from Utah. At first, I was a little disappointed cause he is a gringo, and he is a bit awkward. But he is the most dedicated missionary I have met thus far, and he is the best trainer I could have asked for. We already have 4 baptisms, and we are learning all the time. You might think you are doing everything right one day, and then you get a spiritual slap in the face, and realize, you have so much to improve on.


Here are me and my companion.

Here are some pictures from our last baptism, there is one of Melany and her mom, and one of Osman and his family. Osman was baptized by his friend from Guatemala City, and Melany by a different ward member. My companion is in there too.

This is from my first baptism. That is Tyler, and Carlos, and the older brother of Carlos Steven, who performed the baptisms