This week seemed to go by faster than the rest, and it started out on a GREAT note on Tuesday. We had intercambios (I don't even know what its called in English) which means that we switched companions for 24 hours. I was lucky enough to stay in my own sector and be with Hermana Potter, one of the sister training leaders in our zone. My sector was her old sector, so we both were familiar with the area, the people, and had some really great conversations about what we can learn and experience on a mission. I learned a lot from her about teaching simply and just loving the people. She also helped me brush up on a lot of spanish grammer rules, since usually I’m just learning on my own. It was fun to be able to talk in english with her for a day and learn. I think the only other english I heard this week was a guy walking down the street at night and when he saw us said, "Mormons? Go back to Utah." Haha. That was a suprise to hear that in english.
Hermana Potter and I had a funny experience as we were waiting for a bus to go to one of our appointments. We were at the bus stop and had been waiting for almost 45 min for a bus to come. Here, you never know because sometimes the bus schedule is a little wacky. Well, we were very late for our appointment by now and thought maybe it was worth it to spend the extra money and just ride in a taxi. She didn’t want to make the decision, so suggested that we pray and then figure it out after that. I said the prayer, super quick, no more than 15 seconds, and when we were done and looked up, guess what had passed? hahaha ya we missed the bus. We joked that the bus was probably going to crash or something, but we ended up taking a taxi. Ha oh the joys of not having a car :)

This week Hermana Mortera and I met someone who is so so impressive. His name is Gido, and he was a referal from someone in our ward. He’s in a wheelchair because of a swimming accident 10 years ago, so he cant walk and can barely move his hands. He lives by himself, his family doesn’t talk to him, he said "they aren’t friends". It sounds like his family just doesn’t want to help, and he said he doesnt really have any amigos. I honestly dont know how he eats, gets dressed, gets into his bed or anything else, but he is so happy. He told us that everyday he wakes up and is so grateful to be living. To earn money, he sits outside of his house and sells chocolate bars (on a street with very few people), and when we visited him, he had only sold one that day. It has been such a humbling experience to see his circumstances and how happy he is although he literally has almost nothing. This week we taught him two lessons, and they went well, but he’s told us a few times that he believes in God, and likes all religions. We’re going to keep visiting him, but I just so hope the spirit can touch his heart because I know there are soo many blessings waiting for him in the Gospel of Jesus Christ.
Saturday we also had 7 baptisms in our ward. A family of four, and 3 boys from the orphanage here. It was so cool to see so many people be able to take this step and hear their testimonies of the gospel afterward. Hermana Mortera and I gave talks at the baptism and my testimony of missionary work (both full time missionaries and member missionaries) was really strengthened. So while you guys were at the wedding, we had a celebration of our own, and it was a really special night.
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