MONDAY
I forgot the keys in the apartment on monday. And the other hemanas went to a conference in guayaquil so we went to the family that owns the building and asked him if he had a spare key. Hno Sandoya was like "Why? You didnt get locked out did you??" And we were like yeaaaah we did, and he takes his son by the arm and drags him up stairs and we sat on the stairs for a while, wondering what he was doing.. and when we went all the way up to the roof we saw him and his 14 year old son. and his son had a homemade harness around his waist with an old sketchy rope hahha WELL he ended up dangling of the side of the fourth story, bawling. hahha we couldnt stop laughing. cause thats something my dad would do.
FRIDAY
CARNIVAL. is horrible. 16 and 17 yearolds walk around the streets in gangs of five or six. and they dont care if were wearing a dress or not. soooooo one of the times there was a group on the top floor and they saw us coming so they came down and got on a motorcycle with a huge tub of water, and lots of water balloos and we started running as fast as we could but they caught up with us grabbed us and soaked us, up and down completely drenched.
another time we got cornered by four teenagers and they didnt have waterballoons.... They had EGGS. And yes. they cracked them on our heads. It was like a nightmare. Running from little kids, running down alleyways, hiding behind cars.. Looking for ANYWHERE to hide.... Welll they also got us with blue foam guns and that stained my shirt,, bueno. Freaking weird holiday.
SATURDAY NIGHT
I found out i was getting transferred... SO SAD. And i had to pack super fast.
Sunday
Sat by stefania and she held my hand the whole sacrament meeting and just bawled... she was so saddddd. I bore my testimonio and Erick cried. and it was just super oober hard to say goodby to my cute ward. Theyre the best.
Well im in buena fe right now! My comps from bolivia. her name is Hna. Alacama. Poor girl. haha that means "to the bed" in spanish. Shes 22. shes been a member for three years. and she is going to finish her mission in may. We call it dieing...and the comp thats with them when the die is the one that kills them... So I HAVE TO KILL MY COMP IN MAY.
Sad huh. really hope she doesnt go super trunky on me.
Pictures:
One of our cute members.
Saying chao to a dog that ive loved cause it looks like my pup at home
Part of Babahoyo (RIP)
Keep Chuggin!
Con Amor, Hermana Johnson
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