This week, there is not much time to write at all. We have three days of Conferences with Elder Ochoa, somebody from the Area Presidency. But I'll try to write a little bit.
On Monday, I received a fun fone call. The missionaries from the Coban mission called (about 8 hours away by bus). They explained to me that they had two missionaries in the capital doing some stuff for their Visas. But he said they wouldn't be able to get back in time, so they asked if they could come work with us for the day, stay the night, and head out of here early on Tuesday. I said of course. So I got one and Elder Hernandez got the other one. We absolutely destroyed them. To the point where as I was walking, this missionary was literally running beside me. I ran him all around Boca del Monte. I was walking, but for the pace, he had to run. At night, we were knocking some doors. As I knocked a door, he couldn't even stand. He would just sit there on the ground and try to rest. I purposely got a little farther away from the house at about 8:45 PM to give a nice walk all the way home. On that last one home, I made him give it all he had. As I was walking and he was running, I decided to run to. So we started running home. We was about 3 yards behind me, because I can't just run away from him. Anyway, we got across the street from our neighborhood and I ran across the street, in the colony, and all the way to the house. I got the the house, paused, looked behind me, and there was nobody. I was alone! So i retraced my steps and ran out of the gated colony. He had still not even crossed the street. It was so funny. He was absolutely destroyed. But that's the culture of this mission. We walk fast. Why? Because there's stuff to do. We destroy ourselves every day, sleep, and repeat. Somehow, God blesses us for it. Mission Culture, that's what's up.
I have some weird food disease going on. I'm not sure if it's a rash or what. The mission nurse thinks it might be an allergy. It itches really bad. She told me to start taking Benedryl every day and to put some anti-itch cream on it. But apparently , I scratch my foot as I'm asleep, so I now have open sores on my feet. It's fantastic! I love it. It hurts really bad, itches all the time, and makes my feet really pretty.
We went to Antigua yesterday. I finally got Mom's gift. It's a good one. It only took 16 months to find it. I love going to Antigua because we always go as a Zone. We rented a bus and on the way back, somebody put in their memory with a bunch of EFY music. Music that we, in the office, listen to all day every day. So of course, we know all the words to all the songs. Especially the song called 'I Am His Daughter'. So we blasted that one for sure. Missionary life is weird. But i wouldn't trade it for anything.
Anyway, sorry the letter is so short. I just don't have time but I had to write something.
Love y'all!
-Elder Hunt
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