Monday, February 9, 2015

Email from September 23, 2014

Well I´m not going to lie it has been a crazy week! Me and my companion are doing good I guess but there is definitely a language barrier unfortunately but once I get better at Spanish I´ll actually be able to have a conversation with him. Every where in the mission no matter where you are at you don´t waste time! The day after I got here we went out and talked to people and whatnot. I understood nothing whatsoever but I can finally pick out words and sometimes I can tell what they´re talking about. I´m also pretty sure I got sent to the hardest mission every . . . .  of all time. The rules here are strick! sheesh! but not to worry they aren´t too overbearing. The first week went pretty fast for my first week and it makes me sad to think that it´ll be over so fast. I'm sorry but I forgot my camera at the apartment so I can't show you how cool it is over here. now to describe my area. There are three parts of my mission. The ghetto. The ghettoer ghetto. and then imagine the ghettoest ghetto you have ever ghettoed and that sums up my mission area. Now I'm not complaining at all because being here has given me a greater appreciation for the things that I have and when I say we have it good I mean we have it GOOD. The food here is good and I really enjoy it. It is REALLY close to places back home like el farol and such. It rains. . . . . Everyday . . . . at around 5 normally I'd say it's great but just yesterday it POURED rain and it had rained so much and so hard that there were rivers in the streets. . . . rivers. The terrain here is good I guess. I could explain it by saying that I don't need to have excercise my legs at all here because here in Mexico every day is leg day. We get fed a lot and hopefully I won't loose weight like our kind introducing missionary said we would. I'm basically doing a maintaining workout in the mornings since I don't have very much time and trying to get used to everything is harder than I realized. The people are great and love to have a good time but I don't understand them as much as I would like. the rest of the people in my district are absolutely golden and they are fun to be around and also they speak english whenever I need help. The transportation here is in reformed vans called cambis. Speaking of driving the driving is crazy here! Man it's like a roller coaster ride everytime we need to go somewhere. And sometimes the cambis get really tight with people. So you could say it's a fabulous missionary opportunity. If I could speak spanish as well as my native companion. The water is always cold here. I don't know why but it always is. It feels great AFTER I'm done. So concerning letters I was told that you should always use US postal and never UPS. When sending packages just print out a picture of Jesus or something related and they won't go through it. I don't know exactly where to send them but I do know that you need to send them to the mission office which is I don't know what I was told that it was in the little folder thingamajig that came with the mission call. Could you help me out mom? I will enjoy hearing from you guys more than usual since letters are like gold out here since we hardly get any of them. Speaking of gold everything here is so cheep it's ridiculous there are some really nice headphones here for 45 pesos which is the American equivalent to about 4 bucks yeah I know. So coming here I expected not to hear a lick of english from anybody or anything but just the other day when me and my companion were riding in a cambi these are the words which I heard being blasted from a boombox outside. "cause I'm slim shady yes I'm the real shady" Things got a whole lot more difficult for me to focus. And also there is a recent convert we're teaching a little bit more and while he was cleaning his little restaraunt he had music playing and there are 2 songs that I'd like to mention one he had was Hotel Calfornia which of course reminded me of Grandpa. Then after that I heard piano man I about died! Oh and by the way the shops and stuff are about 10 feet by 20 feet and they are built into the walls of buildings and stuff so it's a lot different from stuff back home.

I wish you all back home the best of luck! Happiness comes from hard work and always remember that pain and hurt are temporary. Also remember that the church is true and it is only after the trial of your faith do you recieve the truth. It's hard but it's worth it I promise. And one more thing you don't create memories by living inside a comfort zone!!

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ELDER NISSON

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