This week consisted of lots of divions/splits and sunny, hot days. One thing about serving in Manaus is that to get from point A to point B you always have to catch the city bus. And most of the time they are paaacked and no they don´t have AC. Also I don´t think the bus drivers know how to drive.. it is the scariest thing!! Well since we are constantly on splits we have to use the city bus a lot!!!! Thursday morning my companion and I got so lost and spent 3 hours on the dang bus. Talk about being car sick but 100000x worse. I thought I was going to die. But we finally got to the area and it was all worth it, because the sisters we were helping are hilarious! We spent the day working and all night laughing our heads off. We bought this mystery gum pack.... there are four sticks of gum and could be any flavor (sorta like harry potter jelly beans). We each picked a stick of gum without knowing what flavor and then made a video. Guess who got the bad flavor?? ME!! It was terrible!!!! I almost barfed seriously. hahaha!!!
Friday we had splits with another companionship. I got to stay with my ´´Sister`` (we're 'sisters' since we were both trained by Sister Benicio but never had a chance to get to know each other in the mission.) She is going home in three weeks so it was so fun to talk and she taught me sooo much. Then Sunday we had a baptism!!! And the biggest miracle ever happened. We left our house at 7:30 to go pick up investigators.... well no one was home. We went to multiple houses, but only ended up bringing one young man. I was kinda bummed. Then as we were sitting in Sacrament meeting and I look back and a family we are teaching... (The mom, dad, kids, everyone) were sitting on the last row! Then 10 minutes later ANOTHER FAMILY walks through the door. Then another investigator!!!! Then another!!!! It was a miracle. Never on my mission have I had two complete families at church on the same Sunday. They all loved church :) Now we have lots of baptisms and weddings in front of us.
I don´t think I will ever adjust to the Manaus heat. It is death but at the same time I remember summers as a kid or girls camp in TN. I lived in the AC or in the pool and literally thought I was going to die of heat stroke at girls camp ... here the houses don´t have AC and we are walking in the heat 24/7...... and it is even hotter here! The Lord sure does give me strength because at the end of everyday I think back...``how in the world did I survive today?`` Then you wake up and do it all again the next day. I have never been so exhausted, but I love it.
I began crying this week when I thought about the day I would have to take off my name tag. I know I have six months but time is flyinggggggg
Sure love yáll <3