i loved loved loved talking to you in the airport. i wish that i could have more but sadly i couldn't because our flights were delayed. yeah lets talk about flying. i definitely prefer driving. now you may think that is strange because i get car sick when i drive, well lets just say i didn't know what motion sickness was until i flew for almost 16 hours straight. yeah... i got really sick, but it was a good experience. on the long flight from Atlanta to Mendoza i sat next to a man who was really curious why i would leave my family and friends for 18 months to go to a country where i didn't speak the language. it was a great opportunity to explain to him about our church. after we had finally landed in Argentina Hermanas Christensen, Brown, Lee, and I all had dinner at the presidents home and spent the night in a hotel. the next day we had a small orientation and got our companions. my companion is named Hermana Bautista. i love her so much. she is a great example, shes been out in the field for 9 months and is very comforting. the only thing that is difficult about her is, ha no not that she passes out haha, but she's from Mexico, as such she is fluent in Espanol and knows just about zero English... aaaaahhhhhhh. its difficult for me to communicate, but she helps me and i can see myself progressing in the understanding of the language and in the speaking of the language daily. poco a poco. this week we taught a couple of lessons, we don't have any progressing investigators right now so we've asked for a lot of references and done a lot of tracking too, but we were able to teach a few. ha yeah... some went better than others. in one lesson we were teaching the lady actually got up during our lesson and started washing a pile of dishes. she wasn't very receptive to the message, but i'm glad that we could help her make the time to do household chores. *winking face. also, i remember lots of people told me that there are lots of blonds in Argentina... yeah i don't know what they were talking about cause there aren't. ha i'm definitely the only person that looks like me here. ha everyone askes me where i'm from and i say the US and they all say, yup i knew it. ha but sometimes its not that great like during lessons i'm a distraction sometimes. we were teaching one lady and right in the middle of the first vision she looks at me and turns to my companion and says 'she's beautiful' ha how nice, but compared the the first vision, that compliment was a distraction also little kids look at me funny... sad.... ha but its okay. I feel like Brad (Paisley) 'I know what it's like to be the only one like me... I know what it's like to talk and have nobody understand.'
so for this week also things about the culture
- I love the food, they have this pizza that isn't really pizza at all but its good. also the lasagna is good.
- everyone drives like the harry potter night bus
- they put eggs in lasanga
- they eat 2 meals for lunch and no dinner
- they don't have levers on the toilet so you have to reach into the top part of the toilet to flush it... gross... but you wash your hands so mom don't freak out about that.
- busses don't really stop when letting you on or off and they dont really close the doors either
- when it rains it really rains and its really loud on our apartment roof
- everyone and their dog has a dog
- you clap outside gates, people have gates surrouing their front door
- all keys are like super old fashioned looking
- there is like no grass except at the church
Love you all
Hermana Anderson
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