Alright, so let me begin talking about some of our crazy exploits here in Provo Utah. So this last couple weeks, my companion and I decided to ride bikes around instead of driving everywhere. I am very pleased to say that I can now almost breathe at this insane altitude. My bike is probably way too small even with the seat jacked up as far as it will go, I've been wearing a dark gray BMX helmet, and for some reason, my seat wont tighten down, so I can basically spin around in circles on my seat while I'm riding around, but it's been pretty awesome. I honestly wouldn't mind riding everywhere, except for the fact that it is COLD. Oh, I also forgot to say that we needed a light, so I took my little tiny LED flashlight, and duct taped it on to the front of my bike. Works great!
Alright, now for another story. My current companion is named Elder Campos, his parents are from Puebla Mexico, he's from New York, but him and his entire family joined the church 3 1/2 years ago when they moved to North Carolina. 2 weeks after they moved in, the missionaries came knocking on their door :) Alright, so he's a pretty good teacher, and he always has something to say which I really appreciate. Anyways, last Thursday someone asked me if my companion and I were teaching 50/50 (he teaches half of each lesson, and I teach the other half) and I realized that we weren't. This memory randomly came back to me a few nights later when we were about 10 minutes in to a lesson, and so I waited for my companion to finish his thought, and then I taught the rest of the lesson (In Spanish). It was a pretty cool moment for me. It's nice to know that I can actually do something like that.
Let's see, what else. Oh ok here's a pretty decent story: This last Sunday (yesterday) My comp and I showed up to church at 8:50 (about 10 minutes early) expecting it to be a pretty normal Sunday. So just a little background, we had a baptism on Saturday, and this awesome kid got baptized. Anyways, so we were there, and he walks up to me and says "Hey, can you give me the Holy Ghost thing today during sacrament meeting?" (The gift of the Holy Ghost - Confirmation). I gotta admit, for me, speaking Spanish in front of hundreds of people is kinda stressful... but of course I said yes (it went pretty decently btw). So right after that, someone else walked up to me and asked "Hey, so the piano player isn't coming to sacrament meeting today, will you play?" Now for those of you who don't know, before my mission, I never really enjoyed playing more than 6-7 hymns on the piano, so every time I end up playing, I'm basically sight-reading, and the Spanish hymns are subtly different too. Anyways, it ended up that I had never played any of the three hymns before, and it was pretty much disaster, but it all worked out in the end, and we got through all the hymns without too many people falling over dead. Fun stuff!
Lastly, being a missionary here is incredible. Especially a Spanish missionary. The blessings are so obvious, and more and more of them come every single day! I can already begin to see, in just the 4 months that I've been gone, that this is going to form the rest of my life.
Love to all, and good luck with life. :D