A week and a half

Falling back in to place in my Chilean life was not so hard. I am in the same apartment working with the same people, so it’s not so difficult to hop back in the groove of things. Of course, it was a change of weather - it’s still a bit cool most of the days, but if the sun comes out it warms up nicely. It’s a bit like Texas in weather change sometimes - morning:cold, afternoon:warm, evening:cool.

I have a friend in town already. Well, that is, he’s here on business. Erich is my sister’s husband’s sister’s husband. As Erich said, If you told someone you were hanging out with your brother-in-law’s brother-in-law, it would sound as if you were just hanging out with yourself - loser! It’s been good getting to know him more since Meredith and Kelly wedded. His wife and he have two cute children. He’s been out of the country for going on three weeks now. Not easy I am sure being away from the family that long. Makes me think of my dad’s time on TDY in foreign places when I was younger. You miss him and are excited when he comes back with interesting stuff from abroad.

Yesterday was an excellent day. It was a long day, but an extraordinary day. The Deans, one of the five missionary families, announced their decision to return to the USA in March. It was impressive to hear Mark say, “No volvemos a nuestro hogar, porque no es nuestro hogar. Aquí, Chile es nuestro hogar. (We do not return home, because it (USA) is not home. Here, Chile is our home. That was quite an emotional time for many of the congregation - many tears. Afterwards, as we always do, the jóvenes (young people) lunch together and then we headed to a local children’s home on the other side of town called Luz de Cristo to make decorations and decorate the home for upcoming Fiestas Patrias or Dieciocho or Fiestas Dieciocheras or Celebraciones de la Chilenidad or whatever you want to call it. More to come as the holiday approaches. It was great fun playing and making the decorations with the kids. Afterwards we played a little Guitar Hero where I rocked out on Ballroom Blitz. Scott, one of the missionaries, did a pretty good job too. I thought he would crash. In the evening I was able to see Federer win the US Open and with all the male missionaries watch the Cowboys game - not my favorite thing to do, but it was a good to hang out together.

Mondays are my days off. So after bumming around at the apartment all day, I got out and bought some groceries. More importantly I carried them home in my cloth bags brought all the way with me so I don’t have to tote my groceries around in plastic. Plastic bags suck!

And at the moment, I am watching the Dean and Hatcher kids while they’re out dining with friends in town. Pride and Prejudice is on in the background.

Cheers.

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