No one hid from us this week, that holiday was last week. This week was yell-at-white-guys-week. I was walking and tossed a fruit peel in a plant to help it grow, you know? and this dude like freaking crazy came up to me screaming his head off about the 1933 constitution and how he can *beep* *beep* *beep* me cause im a *beep* white guy and *beep* *beep* etc. cool, right? youd think it ends there but oh it doesn't. besides hearing all the time "wuerro!" from passing cars and drunk teens, this 75 year old man started yelling in public about how the world is bad because it revolves around illicit and inappropriate relations.... if you can catch my drift. but he didn't say it like that. he was pointing and other peoples private parts as they walked by and screaming and i didnt understand why he was telling us all of that but it was just a wierd week talking to people haha.

This week was pretty much a pile of poop cause we worked and worked and nothing happened at all. At the beginning of my mission I would have said the week sucked, but it wasn't too bad now actually. I feel like I've hit the missionary groove and I'm justchugging along on the 2 year train. 

We had Zone Conference on Wednesday and it is President Mecham's 2nd to last conference with us and it was super spiritual. I liked this quote by him: "If you don't act, you'll never know what the Lord has prepared for you". He talked about how acting over 25 years ago on some spiritual promptings helped him become a mission president, and how acting on promptings helped him marry Sister Mecham. A spiritual conference for sure! 

Read, pray, follow the Prophet. 

I have discovered the secret to pure joy in the field: just act like a little kid! 

That doesn't mean I'm immature....kinda... We make jokes and say things kids would say and annoy each other like brothers do. On Wednesday we ate pozole, a delicious Mexican tradition, and there was sour cream, guava flavored water, apple soda, lettuce,cheese, raddish, and lime on the table. And me being a little kid, mixed it all together and made my companion drink it. I drank it too lol don't worry. I wish I got a picture of his face when he tried that haha

This week we got on the most stereotypical decked out bus, with the most stereotypical bus driver honking his stereotypical horn super loud in a quiet neighborhood, listening to the stereotypical american rave dance music. "what a stereotypical email" you're probably thinking right now. 

We have been visiting Miguel Angel, a 55 year old returned Catholic missionary who is reading the Book of Mormon. This week I explained that the Book of Mormon is set in the Americas, not in Jerusalem and he now is super interested in the book and believes it's true. Elder Eastmond would have talked but he didn't understand what we were saying (geographical terms, dates, ancient Jewish law debates, etc lol) 

Brother Coro, an 83 year old dear friend of mine, took me to the store last week and bought me some brand spankin new shoes! What a guy! We are best friends with him actually haha, and that is good because we visited his wife, Soledad and she told us shehad fasted and prayed to know her path from God and God sent her 3 dreams about us and she knows now that she needs to get baptized. Guys, she has been closely related to the church for 55 years. Her nephew who she raised was born in the church and went on a mission. Every sibling she has is an active member. Her husband, Coro, her daughters and grandkids are members. And after 55 years, she is getting baptized in May! Ain't it neat? 

We be good in the hood. Just enjoyin. Im going to the center of Coyoacan now cause I've heard it's cool. I hope you all have a darling week. 

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