Drought

This week has by far passed the fastest. So i’m sorry that I don`t have a lot to write. For the p day we went downtown again into Trujillo to the plaza de armas and had a festive turkey sandwich and walked around the markets with Elder Lengua and Elder Mejilla. We did a lot of visiting this week around our little development we live in which is pretty cool and very compacted with people and families which makes contacting there a little bit easier.

It rained a little bit this week for a few minutes which was interesting and different… the first rain of my mission. I won`t have to use my raincoat unless i get transferred to somewhere like Cajamarca or Huamachuco.

We painted a house on Saturday, good thing I was practiced thanks to Hillary and Matt.

We haven`t had water this week for some reason so we haven`t been able to wash ourselves or use the bathrooms. We got a little bit of water Thursday but just enough to use the bathroom and for my comp to shower. But good thing for my water bottled that i could fill up during appointments and bathe myself with in the morning. Yesterday after church we got a good amount of water and we were afraid the people who live below us would use it all up so we siphoned 20 lit for emergencies this morning.

One super good thing about Christmas is that everyone is in a good mood and gives us a lot of food. On our desks we had 3 or 4 mangos each and a few apples and Saturday night one of our investigators gave us a whole panetòn.

Sunday was good too. We spent the morning calling people to come to church but no one answered. We called one recent convert and her 9 year old daughter answered and was crying and we couldn`t tell who it was but she told us that they had no money to make it to church and also no food or water and her mom had left looking for someone to gift her water. We told her we would stop by later that day but after we hung up thought we should go there this morning. So we packed up our mangos and our panetòn and headed towards her house, which is almost the corner of our area practically on the ocean. Anyways we made it to her house and she seemed pretty fine but we left her the panetòn and mangos and she started crying and then both her daughters started crying and we were really late for church so we left.

We then told the bishop and the Relief Society that day gathered a bunch of food from the ward and delivered it. So that was cool.

PICS:

-More Trujillo

-Elders cheek and tounge

-A cockroach I killed

-I killed it with one spray of permethrin