So I decided I hate halloween. I am the scrooge of halloween. Probably cause my parents never let me go trick or treating after I was like 9. (Ha Ha) I don’t know though. But down here it’s not as big as in the states but it is still pretty big. Especially here in the big cities. They say Dulces, deniro, or trabasura here. It means candy, money or trash. They will also say dulce or brasura. Like give us candy or we will trash your house. Its funny. But if you are in the service of going door to door to talk to people little kids ruining your business is not good. But most kids just do like a mask of some kind and go out. But some kids have full costumes. I saw a kid in a woody costume once he was so cute. But still not a fan of halloween at this point. We will see next year. We ended up coming in early because we just weren’t getting anything done that night. It sucked. So the day after halloween is a huge holiday here its called dia de Santos. Everyone goes to the cemetery and like cleans the family graves and such and visits. But the liders de zona (zone leaders) asked us to put like a poster together and we were going to go and set up a table out there and present the plan de salvacion. I was thinking this is super weird like people are visiting the graves this isn’t some carnival fair we should not be setting up a booth. But how wrong was I. It is legitimately like a fair walking in. Its a HUGE cemetery and the entrance in people were selling clothes, food, flowers and just about everything. It was super crazy. But the cemeteries are so big here. Like super long and wide and the sections were its like graves are so different than in america. They all have like a marble almost section with like the door handles and a big gravestone and stuff. And lots of people do the big family sepluchures here. Like a lot of people. So lots of very nice looking ones and some that look like very old and classic. Super weird. So we did a ton of contacting to everybody it was good. Didn’t really yield much but it was contacts. Behind every number is a soul.
So its my first full cambio (ummm the 6 weeks you go between transfers). Elder Magùina is leaving. Don’t know who is coming though. But Magùina is going to Temuco which is the big city down at the south end of the mission. He has had 2 sectors and 5 cambios in both of those sectors. His first sector was in Temuco. Sanders and I are still together.
It is definitely the warmer season here. Still rains every now and then but getting hot. Going to be very warm Los Angeles is like the hottest part of the mission. And I’ll be here for the hottest part of the year. Booya. But yeah I think the days are getting longer. Our schedule doesn’t change so it could or couldn’t be really haven’t a clue.
Ok so funny stories this week
Old dudes are super weird so two stories about them
So me and Sanders were walking to a part of our sector called parque lauqen. On the way this dude stopped us and was like oh you represent Jesus. We were like well yeah. But then he started talking about how oh Jesus has faith in us and it needs to be that way. And we were like no we have faith in him he cant have faith he knows everything. Then he started getting super mad at us and like shouted no he has faith. So we just agreed and were like ciao then he shook our hands and turned it into like the like arm wrestling hand position and like reverently kissed our knuckles. Super weird.
So other dude was walking by the church and saw us and started yelling how we were the Gustapo and this was our base and we were trying to bomb the world and stuff. We tried explaining but to no avail. It was super funny listening to it though.
But yeah those are kind of the stories this week. Im doing really good having fun. I wrestled Sanders last night. He lost. It was funny. But loving the gospel. Read the sermon on the mount. It is so amazing I could read it like every day and get something new out of it.
Elder Galbreath the 6th
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