Ponce Week 14

This week was a good week. We had a lot of work to do and a lot of fun. The closer I get to the end, the more I feel like my mission is coming full circle.

This week, we met a guy trying to find a lady. He then looked at the lady's house, yelled at her to come out, and she said, "I don't have time for the Mormons." He yelled back and said, "SHUT UP and make time." Then we taught her and came back the next day. She was actually cool. She's a less active's mom, which is why we were looking for her. Shout out to that amazing man.

"Que te vayas."

"Me voy."

"Vete."

This was a command call they usually say to dogs: "vete." I haven't heard it otherwise. It was from some teenage Puerto Rican girls, 17 years old, yelling at each other. "Chao entonces" (Argentine comp).

We walked and walked and walked. Nine miles on Thursday in Ponce without a car because the elders have no car. It was a lot of walking, and Ponce is only sun, the hottest part of Puerto Rico. I ate two libras de pan sobao that evening to get some energy back. We ended up inside the mall to use the bathroom, and the companion I was with was going crazy trying to buy things. I was laughing.

Last Monday, we also had to walk to the store, and the guy that took us back from the store was just like, "Yeah, I know where you live," and took us right to our house. Good guy. Kind of creepy he knew where we lived.

I've been good. Puerto Rico is good. I am loving the south. It's like literally the south of the states, so crackhead and so funny. It's humbling to be a missionary here on the south side. I love the mission.