The week started out good. After writing we visited a family we are teaching with the ex ward mission leader (we are currently without a ward mission leader) and after he took us out to eat tacos so that was cool.
On Tuesday we had zone conference and it was good. I learned some stuff and it was good to see some people i haven't seen in a long time because i've never been in this zone before. They always tell us that the zone conference will end at 2, but we always get home around 5 or 6 and this time was no different. We missed the food with the ward member and there was a miscommunication, so the relief society president chewed us out, but it was all good in the end.
My comp decided that he had enough sleeping with the bed bugs/mosquitoes, so he asked president permission to sleep with the elders in the neighboring area. So, the first night we tried to get there in a combi (its only like 10 minutes walking, but we were late) and we got totally lost. It was 9:30 and we were wandering the streets not knowing where to go. We found a member and he kind of explained how to get there, but then we asked some police guys if they could give us a ride. They said yes and the whole time we were thinking "this is going to be the saratov approach or were going to be fine" and in the end we got there and we were fine. So, since Wednesday we have been sleeping over there and it has not been very fun. They only have two beds, so we've had to make do with that and basically no one is sleeping and we are all tired, but my comp got permission from the president so that settles it. One night a member from their ward brought us taco pizza and we ate it and Elder Dameron (from Idaho) ended up in the hospital and we all had diarrhea. Then two nights later we got it again.
We ate with a lady in our ward who does acupuncture and we decided to let her do it on us. She put some needles in our head and in my ankle. It felt like she was moving around the tendon. I think it might of helped a little bit, but who knows. Basically i prophesied that i was going to relive spraining my ankle because every time she moved the needle it felt like my ankle was being sprained again. Maybe i'll go back and do it again though. I don't think its permitted, but its better than taking pills.
As for the people we are teaching. Lets just say we are still teaching them and its hard to find people here.
That's about all that happened this week.
Adios
Elder Warburton
Elder Warburton
México Puebla Norte
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needle in my head
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another needle in my head
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needle in my ankle
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a cemita from last week
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