Peru 2/22/12

wow. where to start.

the food is amazing. we can always talk about food for a long time. :)

but on saturday we went prosyleting. btw my spelling is horrible these days. so saturday we went to estaca rimac or estaca ramac which is just a stake in peru. i went with hma blacutt and two other big latino women. about 30 of us went to the stake center and then we split up. it was the first time that hermanas were allowed in the area, and so thats why the other two women came with us. when we walked.. it went hma blacutt one other lady, behind them was me, and then behind me was the last lady. i was always in the middle. we saw about 200 wild dogs in about 4 hours. and the place stunk so bad. it was such extreme poverty it was insane. we could not take our scriptures, definitely no earrings or watches. i wore my rings though. the walls of the houses were cardboard boxes and newspapers. no doors or windows. the ground was dirt. and since we were on the mountainside, the back wall was always the dirt. at one point i was scared out of my mind because about 20 wild dogs has circled us and were growling with their hair up on the back and trying to bite us. about 5 natives had to shoo all the dogs away. if you get bit by them you have to get the rabie shot and i reallllllly did not want that. we taught this person in his house.. it was so sad. the only decoration on his wall was a clock, the glass broken and the hands missing. there was a dirty bucket of putrid water that he offered to us for a drink. ha. fat chance. we taught him and i got bit by a million ants. and his house was about 8 feet by 6 feet. like honsetly nothing. the only furniture was a broken chair. he had the cutest kids though. three little girls who were adorable so so cute. anyways.. everyone was soo poor and didnt have anything. yet somehow they gave me a beautiful bracelet and a cute hand bag. i have no idea how i ended up with it.. i kept on trying to say no but they would not take no for an answer. it was sooo sad to see all the people living with nothing. literally nothing. no wonder why they get sick all the time.

 

oh a few gross items of business. they dont wash their hands after going to the bathroom. and they throw away their toilet paper. so the bathrooms always smell like rotting intestine fluid. so so gross.

well.. thats about it. i love the people here so much. the climate is amazing. oh.. go to 6millionstories.com. its a cool website.

oh.. you know the movie fun with dick and jane. you know when dick is mistaken for an illegal immigrant and his wife tries to bust him out and all the aliens jump into the little tiny car. ya.. they always do that in cars. seriously. we took a bus today to the temple. it was like 12 feet long and there was easily 25 people on it. its like the ultimate game of sardines. hahah. its a joke :)

well i love everyone. oh ya. Chester.. i love you. a lot. i dont know if i ever told you that but i really do. thanks for being such a great example to me all these years-  and veronica.. i love you my chicka chicka bee. dont miss me. :)

Tamazine