|With new companion Hermana Aquino who is from Bolivia|
otavalo:the place: otavalo is a big small town. its not quite a city, but theres a hefty downtown area and alot of surrounding villages.
|The Plaza de Ponchos market viewed from|
the other sisters apartment
|an average view of the valley from up the mountain|
its in a valley surounded by super green mountains and a big lake on the other side of the mountain. (pictures attached) the sector im in used to be pretty big but they gave one of the villages to elders and split our down town area into two. we still seem to have a fair amount of people to teach.
|the steep, dusty, sometimes with gravel,|
animal and poop filled roads that we walk
even though its green the roads are still SO dusty. i shine my shoes every morning and by the end of the day they are completely brown again. we still have a little bit of the country in our sector which is up a SUPER steep hill that we climb almost every day. there are lots of dogs that like to bark and chase you, but i have yet to be bitten. and our house is right next to a catholic virgin statue thing so its always interesting to walk by the super devout catholics who are praying and lighting candles and stuff on the way out the door.
|a hairless dead gineau pig...its whats for dinner.|
The food: its pretty much the same as it was in mitad del mundo. i helped take the hair off of a cuy (gineau pig) but still havent eaten it yet. they also eat a thing called katso which is a fried beetle. buttt i missed the katso season by a month or two so ill have to wait until next november to extend my pallet to the insect category.
|me in anaco|
|the ward mission leaders daughter. they start |
wearing anacos when they can walk....she is 4
and probably the most adorable thing i have ever seen.
|and yes, i wear ponchos now and they |
are the most comofortable thing in the world
then we were out contacting up the mountain and found a family of 13 that took the first discussion and accepted a baptismal invation, but didnt go to church and dont seem to be too excited with the whole thing anymore. but we will keep working with them this week and see what progress we can make.
i had my first tourist experience. i always wanted to meet a white person on my mission whos a member and be that missionary that daddy always harassed whenever we were on vacation. a nice lady from canada was visiting and had been looking for a church the last 3 weeks but never found one. when she saw us she got pretty excited and i explained to her where the church was and they came . it was pretty cool to get to speak english.
you couldnt send me the make up brush set? just kidding...make up is the last thing on my mind here. im showering 1-2 a week now a days with no makeup hardly ever. ive been trying super hard to not spend money and ive been pretty succesful so far. in the next few weeks ill be going with a few of the members to buy some traditional clothing but that should only be around 50-100 dollars in total. but we will see
thats it for now...hasta kashkama!