Wednesday: had an LDS funeral service in the morning. It was good an normal until we had the lunch with the family and we ate horse meat (like beef) and the family of the dead used this brown holy water to wash their heads and right hands. It is so they don't have headaches or get stressed. It is an Old Catholic tradition thingy...
Was a good day full of lessons and our plans went smoothly, but at the end there was so many bugs like huge meaty flies it looked like a Plague they are harmless but just annoying, they get in your hair, and smack you in the face. It happens here and because there are so many flies there are so many frogs. We got a trycy to go home and it was up a lot of hills because we are in the mountains. The trycy was having a hard time we hear this clunk and the trycy man says BABA SISTERS! We had to jump out so that he could make it up the hill. And we had to run after him while getting pelted in the face with the weird flies. (a member told us they eat the flies they have 4 wings )
After that we had a dinner appointment, that was like a restaurant, so good. And the members have a daughter that is supper good at the piano and singing. It was fun. Only thing is that after we all had LBM because the soup, she used the tap water (not filtered) and didn't heat it up hot enough to kill all the things in the tap water. So we didn't sleep.
Saturday: RAIN. And this time our shoes got stuck in the mud so we walked with no shoes until we got to some houses. They washed our shoes and we washed our feet, they gave us flip flops for the walk home. It made me think that we helped that family exercise their Light of Christ and then I thought about how there was a lady that washed Jesus feet and just thought about how we really are representatives of Christ here because as the family was helping us they used a different language (Tawis) that I don't know but I heard missionaries and Apo (in tawis it means God). Then they drove us to the next set of houses as they left to go to the city to shop.
MUD. Our area is in the mountains during the rainy season.
Our shoes got stuck in the mud so some people gave us their flip flops.
This is comp bonding.
It is really hot. You can't use beds because you just sweat so we just sleep on the floor sometimes.
Our missionary housemates.
I love being a missionary.
My muddy shoes
After a baptism on Saturday, we played volleyball with the members. Nothing too hard because we were in skirts.
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