Hola Everyone!
Wow! So much can happen in a week. I will
start from the beginning at the airport where I missed my connecting flight because
I didn’t change my watch to the different time zone. The airports are so
different in Mexico with all the information in Spanish (of course) and it is
really hard to understand anyone or get help. A lot of the workers really don't
want to help you and can't speak English (even if it is an international
airport). I did make it to my next
flight with a little bit of help from a worker who spoke English, but I didn't
get into Culiacan until about midnight. While I was at the airport, I met a
woman who was a sister for a church devoted to service and they are followers
of Mother Teresa. She spoke English and was telling me that she was going home
to see her family for three weeks. I asked her what she will do after that and
she told me she will return to work and serve for another 10 years. She helps
the poor and works with them so she didn't have any worldly possessions, has
never owned a phone, and her clothes were blue and white and a little odd. She
doesn't see her family for 10 years! 10 years then 3 weeks with family and then
again! She will be doing this for her whole life! She's served in Mexico,
Egypt, parts of the Middle East, and she doesn't know where they will assign
her next. She said that this is a covenant with the Lord for her that she must
serve him for her whole life. She has major dedication to the Lord and to
serving others in needs and I was very impressed, but there is one thing she
said that I didn't agree with. She will never stop to start a family of her own.
She is never going to have kids. It was pretty heart breaking to me. She
doesn't understand the purpose of families, or that she has chosen to never
have a family and that is the first commandment of God to Adam and Eve. She
believes in service to God and the poor, but there is one thing that is so
important, and that is families. I hope one day she will understand this and
how much joy and happiness that can bring into her life. I understand that
helping the poor is good, but building up the Kingdom of God is more important.
She can help the poor and serve the Lord, but having a family is also a part of
that. It was an interesting conversation and then I boarded the plane to
Culiacan by myself where I met another lady who lives there. She was having a
bad day. She was having difficulties at work and her boyfriend she was going to
marry cheated on her. We talked about prayer, about the gospel, and a lot of
things and it was nice to talk to her as well. I got her information to pass on
to other missionaries in her area because she wanted to learn more but I can't
teach her because I'm here in Costa Rica. I hope she is taken care of and doing
better. That night I stayed with the President and his wife in their home. It
was weird being in a room by me. The next morning I had breakfast with them,
and we went to the mission office where I met my new companion. His name is Elder
Cano. He is from Mexico City and the word everyone uses for them is Chilango
which I thought was pretty funny. He speaks a little bit of English, so we can
understand each other. Here in Mexico, almost all the United States missionaries
are put with native Spanish speakers so we can teach them English and they can
teach us Spanish because the 1st Presidency of the church says they have to
learn English even if they are here in Mexico. The purpose is to provide more
opportunities for them that can help them later in life by knowing English. He
is super awesome, but at times a little odd. He sings a lot of American songs
and he always says, "thanks my homey" or "brother from another
mother." He is a character, but we get along well which is less stressful
for me. This town is like Blackfoot but a little smaller. It barely has any
real roads and it is very different. I got my first bike and I haven't ridden a
bike for many years. I didn't know how to ride one, let alone use it! When we
are in the center of town we ride right next to traffic and parked cars because
the roads are small. It's really dangerous here, I’m not going to lie. Being on
a bike can be scary because there are no traffic laws here or even in Culiacan.
There are small bridges over dried up creeks and ditches and on day two of me
attempting to ride my bike over one of these small bridges, I instead rode into the ditch. I didn't get hurt but I
needed help getting out. There were two ladies watching and one of them went to
get me a glass of water so we made two contacts that day because they saw me
run into a ditch. My bike has been broken twice now, but I am learning to ride
and it’s way different Haha. My
companion says that this area of Mexico is very weird. Here in Culiacan and
Costa Rica it is very difficult to understand the people. They speak very fast,
the fastest in Mexico. Even he has a hard time understanding them because they
are so fast in speaking. Also, they use the most slang here. So, basically
everything I learned in the MTC is not useful here. And I mean they are really
fast. It’s crazy how fast they speak. So this week has been a quiet one for me because
I can't understand them, but with time I probably will. Also, the food is way
different than at home. They have this milk called lala and it is really like
watered down milk and you don't have to put in the "refrigerator",
but it's pretty good. So here is my eating schedule. For breakfast we have milk
and muffins, then at 2 every day we eat with a member and then we might snack
for dinner. So basically, we eat our main meal at midday. It's so weird! All we
have at the house is tortillas, fake milk, some cereal, chocolate powder for
the milk, and cheese for quesadillas and clean water. But the weird thing
is...I love the food here!!! I've never had so many vegetables and fruits
in my life, but I love them. I don't even know what they are all called because
I've never seen them before. Also, I've had some pretty weird stuff here, but
it is good. I don't understand them so I don't ask what it is. However, they
give us a lot of food. Before I'm done with my plate, they put more on it.
Practically every time I've eaten with a member, I'm so close to barfing
because of how much food I've eaten. I've never eaten this much before in my
life and I always eat it all. I'm probably going to be fat when I come back if
I eat like this every day. As you can
see from the pictures, our apartment is a little run down. It is above a shop,
pretty beat up and I think the bathroom is below the health code in America.
There is no carpet, anywhere, I mean anywhere. No one has carpet. It's super
dirty here in Mexico. There is dirt everywhere as well as lizards and spiders. However, it's extremely hot and humid in the
house and everywhere else. The bright side is that my acne on my face is one
hundred percent gone! It’s so weird but it's all gone right now. On Sunday we got to church early, everything
was going fine and the President of our branch says to us that we need to bless
the Sacrament. I have never blessed it in Spanish before!!!! IT was my first
week! Anyways I said it right but it was not super-fast. Also, they have never
had a pianist here so when we sing, it is without a piano. They are off tone
and off key but besides that, church is good. The members are super nice to me
even though I can't understand them and they can't understand me. It's good
here. They do have some weird things they do. When people are driving anywhere
they play music and commercials really loud! It's just different here and it’s
not like it is at home. Today is Pday so my companion and I and our district of
6 elders were playing volleyball. Afterward we were talking and my companion
and another guy went over to the fence and climbed up to the trees and got coconuts and we smashed them
against the ground. We opened them and then we started drinking the coconut
water out of them. It was a little weird but fun and so I took one home for us
and I got a picture of it. My companion is the district leader so we have to
drive 45 minutes to Culiacan for his interview with the President once a week.
This Friday we went and I thought I was going to die. The bus is old, looks
like it belongs in a junk yard but it moves. The bus drivers don't stop for
people. They slow down and you just jump off. Not to mention the crazy driving
here. There are no driving laws, so it's fast and cars are super close to each
other. The roads are damaged so we were bumping all over the place. I seriously
thought I was going to die. It was so so scary! I can't even describe what
happens here. Anyways, things are interesting and I have tons of weird stories.
I'm doing fine here, but being so far away from home is a little different. I
miss everyone. I miss my family, the daycare, and my friends, but I know this
is where I need to be. I love the people here. I'm starting to understand them
and I know that it will be hard but the Lord knows I can do it. Lastly, I just
want to say that it is nice here. I'm the only white person here (besides Elder
Jones who is in our district), but I feel that with time I will fit right in if
I continue to work hard and do my best. I hope everything is going well for
everyone back at home in the U.S. I love you all and I pray for your safety and
help from the Lord. Stay true to the gospel and I know that you will find
eternal joy and true happiness.
Nos vemos la otra semana
-Elder Bales
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