Wow, second week already. Where in the heck has the time gone. Time really flies on a mission and it probably really doesn't feel like that for you guys, but trust me. For me it is going so so so fast. This week has been quite a week. I am still getting used to things. New people, new house, new food, new city, and most crazy of all a new language. (which has actually been coming along better than I thought it would)
Right now my companion Elder Gularte and I are in a "white wash" area. What that means is that both of us are new missionaries here so we don´t know anything about the people or how to get around and that is what we spent the past week doing. We have a list of the members in our ward, and the people that the missionaries have talked to before, and we go around to each of these different houses, get to know the families, teach a little lesson, sometimes longer and between houses we contact new people. Since I am new to the language, Elder Gularte takes the lead while talking to people, and I just do my best to add to the conversation when I can. I can actually understand a lot more than I thought I would be able to which is really weird to me. What kills me is not being able to respond. It is like those dreams where someone is chasing you and you can't run away. The exact same thing is happening to me but with talking. I want to talk to the people so bad, but with how little I know it is crazy hard. I can just add in simple sentences here and there.
I am learning more vocab everyday and other spanish things, so each day is better. I am not even kidding there is a definitive difference between everyday. I understand a word I did not understand before. I say a sentence I couldn't have said yesterday. Hopefully it keeps that way.
Today was a pretty crazy day so I will tell a little about that. Today was our p-day so first thing we went to the park with our zone (26 missionaries) and played a game of soccer for probably around 2 hours. If you live in the United States and are reading this, the latinos here are a whole other level when it comes to soccer. Every single one of them is crazy with a soccer ball. Never ever underestimate a latino with a soccer ball. It was pretty fun to get outside and just have fun playing sports for a bit after a long week. Exercising just feels good in general. After this we went to this super tall apartment building. I totally forgot the name, but WE COOKED CHURRITO PAN ON THE ROOF. For real it was just 26 of us just chillin on this super gigantic building just cooking churrito pan (kinda like a hot dog but smaller and the meat is more sausage than hot dog). They were way good and I ate 4 of them. I also took some sick pictures.
I love this work and I love these people and I am only 2 weeks in. It only can get better from here. I love you guys so much and I hope you have a safe week!