halloween already?? so that means state cross country is over, huh? Elder casilac at ako pa rin ang buhay, kaya manganda dito! may 2 hours sa email saakin kung mayroon po kayo ng oras
I dont really have much of a p-day. The missionary handbook says its great to visit zoos or historical sites or other cool places, but we dont have time. we have a district meeting from 8:00am to 10:30 or 11, then we eat, email, buy groceries, and go back to the apartment around 3. Then I clean our horribly disgusting bathroom and our kitchen as best I can, because we have to be back to work by six. I haven't opened your packages yet, i just opened hers because I knew it would be all candy and I had to make it fit in my backpack. I didn't get to eat anything strange this week, but I ran into more than my fair share of drunk people. I don't know what it is about being a missionary, but i feel like the more alcohol a person has in his system the more attracted he is to a missionary. on saturday we found some old guys sitting against a house super drunk. it wasn't even 11:30 in the morning. There's also this family we teach about once a week that I absolutely love, its the family in the pictures with the Coconut Beetle. I brought them some tinapay (bread) because one of the children had a birthday and i have never seen someone so happy in my entire life. One of the kids, Angelo, is the greatest kid i've ever met. He is 4 years old and always tries to impress me with his english skills.
The members usually don't feed us, we generally work from 2:30-9:00 every day. I've only had two dinner appointments with the members since I've been here.
I actually hate basketball, but we play occasionally. The town I live in is small, but its surrounded by barangays (big housing areas, pronounced "brown-guys." when I first heard that I thought it was a racist joke.)I bet there's probably a few thousand people in my area. The funnest thing I've done since being here is Branch Home Evening a few days ago. It was less like Home Evening and more like party time. I watched a bunch of old filipino guys make fools of themselves while singing karaoke. One of them actually looks remarkably like elvis, I think he's in one of the pictures I sent. I have a bunch of videos but I don't know how to send them
I watched General Conference a week late. The church buildings are super weird. Tile everywhere, the benches are super lightweight and slide around in the chapel, and regular chairs are plastic. The main foyer isn't even closed off to the outside, just a giant metal gate with a lock on it. The spirit is generally the strongest in sacrament meeting, it would take alot of faith to be an active member in San Clemente. But roughly 100 people show up each weel, which is awesome. We have A/C in the branch presidents office and the clerks office. It's nice, until you walk out of the room and are reminded just how humid it is here. After every PEC meeting, I leave the presidents office and think "how can people breathe this air??" (they call it aircon here, super annoying. also, a fridge is called a ref. Or a ruff if you're a native). I haven't seen carpet since the mission home, but places get flooded here all the time so now I understand why.
Well I have to go buy groceries, so I'll take more pictures and talk to you next week! I love you!
Elder Williams