Well, once again we
just had a normal week with nothing special in it. A lot of people were busy,
there was a party, and a giant market in Pucara, as well as the world cup
final. It was funny, we watched it in a little restaurant and there were a lot
of people there watching it, too. I felt like it was only me, my district
leader, and his comp voting for Germany XD even though they are both Latinos.
At half time, we went to the house of the owner of the other companion’s house
to watch the rest because he has dish. They are actually their investigators as
well but the dad was swearing a ton, according to my comp, about the game.
Especially because Germany won. They are a really nice family though and he is
super good at ceramics. He made me this really cool Spanish looking house for
really cheap. I’m going to pick it up tomorrow and I’ll send you a pic of it
next week.
I can buy fruit here
but only once a week so I think I’ll start getting some on those days. Also, it’s
not that I get a lack of food because I fill myself up, it’s just that the food
here doesn’t really have the nutrition I need, especially because half the
plate is rice. So yea some fruit would do me good. Everyone tells me if I go to
Puerto in Madre de Dios, which is all jungle, that I would get fat. Apparently
everyone invites you to fruit and you just eat a lot of food that super
fattening. That would probably be good for me right now but the only problem is
that it’s insanely hot and humid.
But yea we actually
met Delia by knocking doors and contacting when I was with Nichols. However we
couldn’t make appointments with her for a long time so we ended up dropping her.
We visited her again when I got my new comp and then in a lesson we asked if
she would get baptized and she accepted and since then she has just kept
progressing. It’s still hard to make appointments with her because of her work
but we pass by her house every night we can.
But yea, that’s about
it for this week. Anyway I love you all and until next week.
Love,
Elder Halverson
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