A Day In The Life
Woke up, got out of bed
Grabbed a Spanish book instead
Found my way downtown and then my bike broke
Looking up, I noticed I was late
But then we had a car, I fell into a dream
Yeeaaaaaaah (woozy tunnel sound effects)
Yeah, I was on a Spanish exchange this week. I was with Elder Grover, and because he is in his last transfer, he isn't allowed to drive. So I got to clock in my first 70 miles of the mission. Can I just say... I WAS WHIPPING!! I haven't driven in a while, but there is something about the feeling you get driving a Chevy Equanox at 5 miles over the speed limit. What a rush!
Oh and I also got to listen in on a lot of Spanish lessons. Sorry mom, playing all those "Kids Love Spanish" DVD's in the minivan didn't work. I was lost. As I was sitting there, a little penguin in my head named Skipper told me these wise words, "Just smile and wave boy, smile and wave." I did as I was told, and it worked. Elder Grover did the talking, and when they looked at me, I smiled and waved. We had a fantastic day and taught quite a few lessons. Dinner was the highlight. A family in the ward made some of the greatest Mexican food I have ever had. I dare say it rivals Aunt Karen's tamales. I take it back.
Out here on the mission, you have to work for everything. It's not like you just get a home to live in or you just automatically get a friend who will be with you your whole day. You don't just get free time to study the scriptures or get close with God. Wait you do get all of that.
The only thing that separates the alpha from the beta is... whether you have Barro's pizza, or not. Nothing compares. Don't worry, We got some Barro's this week so I guess we are alpha.
Great news, our friend Shyla made a covenant with her Father in Heaven on Saturday and was baptized. She and her mom have been coming to church. Her mom has been a less active member, so it is really cool to see them want to come back. We forgot to get a picture with her sorry. I'm a rookie at this stuff.
The Book of Mormon continues to change lives.
Also, the people in the apartment above us must be fans of herbs. Or something green with a very distinct smell when burned. I can't put my finger on it.
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