Hey guys! Thanks for your emails! Spelling check is off because it only does spanish and I only got so much time, so bare with me. This has been one heck of a week. I have never worked harder in my life. The first few days are so overwhelming its insane. They had us teaching an investigator the second day, in spanish. We found out after that it was just a member pretending, but we were terrified. I memorized 68 words the first day. My spanish has more than tripled in this time. Mexico is something else. I don't know how to decribe it, its not bad, but it just smells like Mexico. All the juices and drinks are basically snow cone syrup, so we stick to water and milk. The rooms are way nicer than I thought. I expected like a barracs for us, but they are more like dorms. There are 4 people to room and 3 rooms per casa. My companion is a big corn fed ginger kid from Texas. He's a really chill guy, even if he does get on my nerves sometimes because he never stops singing pop songs to himself, and sounds exactly like Beiber. The rest makes up for it. I never realized how "Californian" I talk until being around these people and being the only one who says "dude, bro, man". Ive also never met so many awesome guys, there is not a single on I dont like. We are from all over the country, my district is the only one not full of Utah people. We also all find it funny that we constantly see people who look almost exactly like people we know, but only slightly off. There really only are so many face types. Ryan M, my roomate looks exactly like a younger version of your dad. And Im not really suppose to talk about this or think about it, but Sweet Moses, I have never seen more absolute knockout babes in one place. There is not a single Sister Missionary who isn't a dime, and every single one CLASSY. I had no idea there was so many sister missionaries, they are like 40 percent of us. Ok, well enough of that, this has been unbelievable how much I can understand. We have been teaching lessons in nothing but spanish to members as practice, and I can actually understand them! Its amazing what the Lord can do. And its funny, I can only understand exactly what people say when I'm giving those lessons I can already pray in spanish. Everything is in spanish, lessons, talks we give, and prayers. They give you a spanish english dictionary, and Ive flipped through mine so much its already worn . I have never felt the spirit so much in my life than last Sunday. They sang in spanish, I think it was "Savior stay this night with me" abd then this other disrtict gave their goodbye talks. My own district is amazing, and I'm such good friends with all of them so fast. There are only 10 of us, 6 elders and 4 girls. The district are the people you go to meetings with, learn with, and study with. We have a district lesson before Sacrament, and they all gave lessons but me and my companion, because we said the prayers. They all spoke of stories of their lives, and Im amazed how much they all know the gospel, and how behind I am compared to them. I thought I knew a lot of the gospel, but hholy cow, and on top of that, Everyone seems to know more Spanish than me, and I have been working hard to catch up. One sister is already conversational because her parents both served spanish speaking missions. Its been discouraging because I never feel like I have enough time to study, and we are working every day from 7 in the morning to 930 at night. They tell you to just study all the standard works and your lessons first and the spanish will come, and I am going to have to trust that. Oh, and no, I found out you cant send stuff besides letters until Im out in the mission field. But holy cow, its so cheap here, everything! I got 300 flash cards, detergent, floss, a bible, and mentos for around 4 bucks. Thats like 55 pesos. I could own this country with 200 bucks. I started trying to translate the Spanish book of mormon back to english to help me learn and understand how the language works. Its so much more complex than I thought, but boy, I am learning. The other guys all joke that I will be saying things in spanish like "Where be est thou pencil," and " I went to the meeting and waxed very bored and weary". It is really hard and stressfull the first few days, they throw you into the fire right away. They mantra that the people who have been here longer tell us "just make it till the first Sunday". I made it, and they were not kidding. Getting into the rutt is good, and you realize you have more time than you thought, but only if you dont goof around, which we do constantly, though not too much.. Every person there is awesome. We all took pictures today, and they are gonna email me them, so you guys can have them. Seriously, so. much. work., But I dont think Ive ever been happier or felt more accomplished. Im still not sure I feel like a missionary, and but the name tag is cool. We have to wear them all the time. It was really hard the first few days getting up, but now Its funny, I dont get much sleep as im usually studying till 11, but I just have to muscle through when I get up at 630 and Im fine for the day. Its all how you spend your time. Its just awesome knowing you are the Lords servants, and there are so many promises for being one. I still have to remind myself I am here for 2 years, it feels like Im at camp or something, I got to go now, catch you all later. And Devin, if you get your mission call to spanish, study the ever loving heck out of it, bro. I wish I did. Love you guys
Hey, the keyboard is spanish so bear with me. It has been so fun, met so many awesome guys and girls. Only have a few minutes for this. So many changes, so cool! Got my nametag. We all look super dope. We have nice digs, too! We all get our own appartment type places to take care of. You have no idea how cool this is. Already making tons of friends, they are all funnier than anything. later
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