Friday, September 11, 2015 -- Month #6 - Week #30 - Day #207 - Santa Cruz de Yojoa

Today on a lot of the TVs were broadcasts about 9-11, which made me a little bit more serious throughout the day. My salutations and condolences to those who lost family members and friends.

Actually found most of our people today, so that was really nice. We just keep doing our thing over here in Santa Cruz...we meet a lot of people, and a lot of inactive members actually, too, but most people don't accept or drop off after 1 or 2 lessons. That can get a bit discouraging, but we keep at it everyday. Coming up on 7 months in a week, crazy to think I've been doing this for that long. Go missions!

In other news, we met up with a lady that apparently had never lied, stolen, acted up to her parents, or committed any other kind of sin, so she's pretty much perfect. But, she is still willing to be baptized. Problem is, she thinks that Joseph Smith is the son of Jesus Christ, which he most definitely is not, so we got some work to do with her. Good lady, her husband supposedly hasn't drank for about 2 months now, so that's superb (a lot of people tend to walk around drunk at 10:00 am and all day and all afternoon and all night, actually...we have lots of drunk friends...good times. Kids, do your homework, and don't do stupid things, please).

A lot of people are missing some or all of their teeth and have had broken bones set wrong, so this other lady's ankle is all swollen-looking and the leg doesn't look right because the bones healed wrong. She can still walk, but now she's 80-something, so it's the little-old-lady-walk. Sweet woman, I like her, problem is that her brother drinks every third day or something like that since he was a young teenager. Couldn't understand a word he said. He cried a lot during the lesson.

I also supposedly was here 7 years ago in case you didn't know...we met another wonderful person today that swore up and down that I was here 7 years ago with some other gringitos, walking around the streets of Honduras, preaching the Word. Although 7 years ago my family had moved to Florida and I was in school, not Central America. They discovered that I really do have teleporting abilities, guys! I was trying to keep that a secret.

Anyways, overall good day, it was warmer than usual as well, so that made it harder on Hna Rosas, but we were fine. We got our trusty umbrellas! Except that makes everyone get us confused with the Jehovah's Witnesses, and they start asking us why we aren't wearing socks (as I'm wearing my fantabulous sandals and Hna Rosas in her flats) and other assorted questions. The elderes never use umbrellas for the sun, by the way, but I think it's a decent idea, just gotta explain a little bit more to everyone you meet. Makes for good conversation, at least.

A little group of ants carrying a piece of Cheeto, I think. I swept them
outside so they could enjoy their snack before Hna Rosas saw them.