Week 3 – Ah ! I Forgot My Rowboat
I was talking
to one of the Latinos earlier this week when I told him my mission was in
Chalco. He said, “Did you bring your rowboat?” (In Spanish). Apparently, it rains quite a bit there. My companion and I accompanied a bus load of
elders to Mexico City to renew our VISAS.
It was quite the adventure. We drove by some sweet buildings and
monuments, I would love to go back and visit someday. The air smells terrible !! But I am getting use to it. The CCM is gorgeous. It’s like living on a little island. Although it is a little paradise, what goes
on outside the CCM cannot be controlled.
We see random fires in the mountains daily, become accustomed to sirens
as the background noise to all of our classes/meetings, and hear American music
from the many fiestas. You know the mini
palm trees we have in our front yard?
They have some here. My companion
just discovered them. She said, “Is that
a pineapple bush?” Haha, it was
awesome. She’s from Alpine, Utah, so
such concepts are very new. But
honestly, Hermana Anderson and I are best friends. I love her lots. Our free time is spent harmonizing and
laughing about awkward situations. This
week we had our first TRC, which is when members of the church volunteer to
come to the CCM and be taught by the missionaries. We help them with things they are struggling
with and offer advice. We talked with a
sweet older lady about families being together forever and our teacher told us
she started crying after we left. The
sweet lady said she wanted to “be like us” and have a strong testimony. It was the cutest. I love you !!
Hermana Cox
