Drunk Guys and a Baptism

On Tuesday, the week started out with intercambios. My first time being in my area without my trainer and I can happily say that we never got lost. My spanish muscles were worked overtime because I had to talk to basically everybody because my comp for the day didn't know them. I also led my first ward mission meeting (I don't know the names of these things in English, so sorry if it sounds weird). It was good on my part, but there was a lack of respect coming from the ward mission leader (who does practically nothing), so I was a bit mad after it was over.

On Wednesday we met the funniest drunk guy yet. He started off by asking us "What was a Jesus Christ" so that's when we knew he was a little incapacitated. He went on to tell us how he knows 30 languages, but he doesn't speak them because nobody here knows them. We asked him to talk to us in some French and he yelled "Yabba Daba Doo!!!" After talking with him in spanish for about 10 minutes he suddenly asked "wait you speak spanish?" and his mind was totally blown. All he knew how to say in English was "Yes I do my friend" so whenever we asked him a question, that was usually the answer.

On Thursday we invited 5 of our investigators (2 we found that day) to be baptized and they all accepted. Hopefully we will be able to get them to come to church, so we can actually baptize them. Everyone here is normally pretty happy to listen to us and accept baptism dates and they usually like the going to church part too, but when Sunday comes they vanish off the face of the Earth.

On Friday a woman left 400 pesos in one of the vans we take to get around and when we got out to find her, she had vanished. We know where she works, so we are going to have to keep going there and asking for someone who lost a wallet with 400 pesos.

On Satuday we baptized Evelin (pictures attatched) and everything went great. The only problem was the ward mission leader didnt show up and he was in charge of the program, so we had the Bishop direct the baptism. All in all a really good baptism. The next day I confirmed her in sacrament meeting (sorry no pictures) and I didnt forget the name of the church or anything, so that was really good.

Sunday night we passed the house of one of our investigators who has a date for baptism and as we passed we saw a group of guys outside his house partying and then we saw him. He called out "Hermanos" before we could pass by unnoticed because parties here in the street usually mean the people are really drunk. Needless to say he was really drunk and we talked with him for about half an hour before we could leave. Its better to be friends with the drunk people than enemies.

Today we had cambios (another thing I don't know how to say in English). My trainer is now in a different area and I am here with Elder Martinez. I don't really know him very well yet, but he seems like a good Elder.

Adios

Elder Warburton