¡Feliz Día de Acción de Gracias! Holy Gatos! How in the world are we near the end of November? Can time just like, chill for a second. It has finally cooled down here in Mexico. I actually wake up pretty cold and have to turn on the heater every once in a while. It worries Elder Turnbull a bit because the Great White North in December might just be a little colder. I'm so glad that I'm returning in the Summer. We still walk around without jackets and hats and people think we are insane. At least I'm wearing shoes in the cold now, right Mom? No, but I am loving resting my red hot chili pepper face from the burning sun for a tad bit.
It was unfortunate that the only day it was actually hot was on Friday when we had a zone service project planned. We helped build part of a house that a part member family has on top of the mountain. It is literally on the last street. Basically our work consisted of digging out several ditches, laying out the ground work for part of the foundation to the house. It was hot and there was a LOT of dirt. Luckily, there was a lot of us and delcious tacos waiting for us after. Ooohh, and this hermana knows how to make delicious steak tacos. They are cooked so perfectly over a fire and served with fried onions, nopales, and an amazing habanero salsa. Worth it. It was also a ton of fun to do it as a zone. Great experience.
Saturday was full of baptisms. Not ours, the hermanas'. We still helped get everything organized for the service. They were 5 little kids from 9-14 years old. Elder Lynch did the baptisms and Elder Turnbull and I did the confirmations in church on Sunday. They are pretty awesome kids and it was great to be a part of that experience.
I of course have more to say but such little time. Things have been just going to fast and everyday there is something new and exciting. I am super grateful for every experience I have had and every experience I will have here in Mexico. Just the other night as we were coming down the mountain on our way home I just looked out into the sea of lights down in the valley. Sometimes there are interesting days and I forget just how blessed I am to be here. However, in that moment I just felt so grateful. I'm in Mexico, I'm a missionary and I'm so happy to be able to say that.
Have an amazing week, coman bien!
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