10:18 pm
Saturday! Or Sabado, in Spanish. Lunes, martes, miercoles, jueves, viernes,
sabado, domingo are the days of the week, starting with Monday, and the names
of the days aren't capitalized, nor the months of the year, either: enero, febrero,
marzo, abril, mayo, junio, julio, agosto, septiembre, octubre, noviembre,
diciembre. Kinda neat, huh?
Today we
helped that family move that we cleaned the house for on Tuesday, had lots of memories of all our moves as a family, and of my apartment
hopping at BYU. This style of moving was more of a
pick-up-something-and-put-it-in-the-pickup truck-bed type of activity, had to take a few trips to get everything in the new house.
But afterwards we had lunch with them, and it was delicious, we had spaghetti
and rice and a giant, half liter mug of passion fruit juice with a chunk of ice
as big as my fist, no kidding. I happen to like passion fruit juice, so that
was a wonderful treat. And as a side note, we eat a lot of rice here, like,
half your plate is rice. We tend to have a carb-heavy diet when we eat with
people, so at home we eat lighter, with more proteins, and more fruits and veggies,
helps balance everything. Everyone's amazed I haven't gained 10 lbs even though
I eat a lot, I hope to continue the trend! Some people think the secret is to eat slowly, since I normally eat at the pace
of a turtle...slow and steady wins the race, right?
Also, fun
fact, we tend to teach a majority of our lessons outside the houses of the
people, whether on the porch or standing outside the gate or sitting on the
ground in the dusty dirt (which is really fun in a skirt), so we can see all
around us and have the cars pass us and kids running around and yelling, and
the soccer games, and hear the birds singing, and wind blowing our hair around
and the sun shining down (really hard) on us. Also we don't knock on the doors,
we call "buenas!" and whatever name of the person we're looking for,
and sometimes rattle the lock on the gate. And then wait, and yell again, and
wait, and if after about 10 mins of yelling and rattling and waiting they don't
come out, we call their cell phone, and then if they don't answer after 2 calls
we go visit the back up plan person. That happens a lot, but the yelling of
"buenas!" is kinda fun, the waiting part, not so much.
Oh, cool
experience of the day: we were starting to contact a less-active family whose
house had burned down some time ago, so they lived in another little house in
the same property, just towards the back of it, and the portón (the wrought
iron, chain-link and concrete fence-gate thing that every house has...it's why we don't knock doors, we yell...in
Brazil you clap your hands, according to Angie) was so damaged it didn't exist anymore,
so we did the whole yelling thing and out came Carol and she invited us
"in" the property, so we started talking with her, and I felt the
phone buzz in my backpack pouch (since I'm in charge of the area phone) and it
was Danny, one of the youths that usually comes on visits with us, but since we
were talking I didn't answer. And then, not 2 minutes later, lo and behold he
came around the corner of the street we were in and joined the lesson and
shared his wonderful testimony. Afterwards he told us he was coming from the
church from a meeting and felt like he should be in the lessons we would have
today, so he tried calling us to meet up, and then he felt that he should turn
down the street where we ended up being, even though he had never gone down
that way before. So that was pretty neat, he's a good guy. I think he's sending
in his mission papers next week, and Tesla (who also comes with us a lot)
should receive her call next week, too, yay! There's a lot of good youth in this ward.
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