My companion had to go to the hospital for some stomach problems he has and he has to decide if he wants to go home to get it fixed or not. So, he has been trying to decide all week.
I did interchanges this week with some elders in my district. One of them just barely got here and he is from the states and it reminds me of when i first got here and not being able to say anything.
We also found out and met the only living survivor from the Canoa incident (look it up) and he is in our ward and is a member. He only has two fingers on his left hand because all of the others were cut off by a machete. We haven't gotten to hear the full story from him yet, but we're going to have him tell it to us.
On Saturday some members invited us to the baptism of their daughter. We sat at the kids table after with the food and we easily had the best table. We were making all of them laugh and then out of nowhere they decided it would be funny to insult us. We went from being their best friends to their targets of bullying in seconds.
Last night i called one of the elders in my district and told him he was going to translate for Elder Holland in the conference that we are going to have.He was so excited he was yelling and couldn't breath,. Then i told him it was a joke and he got so mad. It was the funniest thing ever.
Semana Santa wasn't even crazy this year. We just had to go home early on Friday and we saw more drunk people than usual. If i was in a pueblo i would have seen some tied up to be crucified. I guess i'll have to come back next year.
That's all i'm going to write
Adios
Elder Warburton
1. The most normal picture that came out of our district meeting
2. I don't even know how we got this picture
3. At the kids table
4. A campfire that the members we live with had
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