Monday, October 21, 2013

It's Not The Heat, It's The Humidity......And The Heat!


As I was cybering this morn they cut the power and so I couldn’t write you guys then so we’re hoping that this email will go through—oh, how I pray. But yes, how goes it? Is it still hot in Utah? Seriously, it’s like "The Pump" kind of hot here. I believe I’ll answer your question of "What I will not miss about Argentina?" right now. THE HEAT!!! Man, and from what I heard this won’t be the worst. Like, it’s supposed to get to 120° F but I'll be peacin' before then. What a shame tsk-tsk. For the most part of this week when we haven’t had water or power I've been sleeping in a nice pool of sweat and the feeling of "Ahhh, c’mon! "  Kinda what Mick Jagger must feel like on a regular basis, I imagine.

Through the smoke and flames we managed to have a baptism this week—a young chap by the name of Misael who is the nephew of Pres. Angel. It went great! It was a hot, hot day so we planned to have the baptism in a pool at a place called (in Spanish and English) "Camping".  We got there to find—GASP—no agua in the pool! I panicked because we hadn’t filled the font in the capilla since the water was being weirdly gross there so we did the next best thing: I went with Angel and we found a good-sized irrigation ditch in an orange grove, dammed it up with an old tin roof, and had the baptism there—on the spot—yes! It was a most last- minute thing but it worked and it was a blasty blast.  He got confirmed the next day.

Speaking of the scripture in a bag thing (suggestion that he keep his scriptures in a plastic gallon bag), I really wish I would have done that because my scriptures got soaked. I have my fancy leather cases but I'm not going to use those out in the field. I’m using the scripture covers you guys sent me way back when. The zipper broke on my triple combination a few months ago so it’s just been open this whole time and bwahhhh! It got drenched.  They are all marked up so 1 Nefi had the pen all washed away and the paper stained. Yet, not to fear, yesterday I embarked on some serious scripture surgery.  After 2 hours with white out, tape, etc. they’re back to normal with just a few great battle scars.

Yesterday, Gabriel passed the sacrament for the first time. I was blessing it and told him if he ran out of bread or water he must go to the front, spin around 3 times and that will signal me tol go get more bread and water(I know, he thinks I am hilarious).  Alas, neither the bread nor the water ran out :(  

Well, other than that, it’s been a week of searching for newbies so my comp and his next comp will have a nice, fresh batch of people to work with. It’s kind of hard finding people right now because Yuto has a lot of stuff going on right now: Local bingo at the high school (no joke) selling bread and, of course, POLITICS! Every Yutan down in Yuto likes politics a lot, but the Elder Allphin, who lived in the middle of Yuto, did not. F´reals, I’m about to swallow a knife listening to all the politics here. They put up huge speakers and play propaganda with Chacarera and Cumbia music at volume levels that makes a train horn sound like a ladybug sneeze. We have the headquarters of the Peronistas right in front of our pench so every day they play the Peronista march song to wake me up. Nothing says “Good morning anti-radicalistas!” than Eva Peron (except without Madonna). That’s about all the buzz in Yuto. Everyone is practically naked with the heat on and I’m tempted to join them in on that. But first, some queztions.

  • How is the dog situation?  Has Angel’s dog stopped following you?
Good. Stewart doesn’t follow us anymore. I trained my comp to dislike Stewart too so he doesn’t follow us. When he wants to we both give him a stern "I’m not, and never will be, your friend".  In return, he whines and gives us a "I just wanted to help" look and walks away crying. Then me and my comp laugh and high five each other. Dad and lad I tell you.  Yes, we are heartless,

  • What will you not miss about Argentina?
HEAT!!!!!!!! I’m starting to dig the cumbia now (I think that’s a sign I need to come home and listen to "The National".) We had Tito y La Liga come to the club right by our pench. La Liga is like the ratty cumbia band of all the ratty cumbia bands in Argentina so it was kind of a big deal. I got to hear them blasting from a distance and Vanessa got me a poster. So tight!
  • When and where do you have your final interview with the Pres?
We did it last Friday. In our zones he goes from area to area because we are all so spread apart.  It went really well. We had it in the chapel, I got my temple recommend renewed and yes, IT’S IN SPANISH!

  • Will you be able to go to the temple when you swing through Buenos Aires on your way home?
I heard the rumor that the group that went home in August got to go but idk, I hope so. It’s a way cool temple I heard.

Well kiddlingz, that’s it for this week of the weekly stuffs. I’m currently in the process spending my change collection from my whole mission. It’s a healthy $26 pesos and a kilo of strawberries are running around $20 pesos. A kilo of strawberries for 5 bucks—good luck finding that in the States. So I gotta go hit that up. ‘Till next week, I love you all so much, thank you for all you do. Happy belated Argie Mother's Day Mom and everyone. I love you, its all good.

Con Amor,

Old Group Foto

Authentic Argentinean Garb!

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