last tuesday: las tuesday we had our preparation day due to dia de sant jordi. so we all went to tibidabo! our whole zone was going and just meeting up at the top. It’s like a cathedral thing at the top of this mountain. so we take a bus up to the base of the tram. the tram was going to take us to the top...we had two options a five euro tram (which doesn’t sound expensive but as a missionary this is about half a weeks worth of food) or we were told that we could take a 20 minute walk up to the top. walk won. so whoever told us that it was going to be a "20 min walk" was a MENTIROSO. this walk was like a hour and half full on hike. FULL ON HIKE. does anyone know how hard that is in jeans and vans? so we finally made it to the top. did our thing-- went to the cathedral, overlooked barc, ate some cookies, etc. then we start to head down. we went to the tram and realized the metro passes that we have worked for the tram the whole time....FML. afterwards we went to plaza catalunya-- hermana cruz, hermana cueva, elder greep, and elder swenson...finsihed up our pday with some good old mickey d´s. we forgot the appointment we had an hour later was a dinner apt....she served us fish....FML again.
wednesday: so on wednesday we get to the door of our apt building to come in for the night. like ALWAYS we realized we forgot our keys....we buzz in to our piso hoping that the two other hermanas we live with, hermana reeder and hermana eyre, would be there.. but nothing. so we call them to ask them where they were. they were about 5 minutes away but proceed to inform us that they too forgot their keys....oh okay good. It’s 10:30 at night no one has keys and we are locked out of our piso. we decided it would be best to wait inside the apartment building instead of outside so late. so we buzzed the people that live below us to have them buzz us in...so they did. we went inside, went up to the fifth floor where our apartment is to wait for the other hermanas to devise a game plan of what to do. We get up to the fifth floor, start to walk out of the elevator and notice our door is open. literally i froze with fear. why the heck is the door open when us or the other hermanas aren’t home? HECK TO THE NO AM I WALKING INSIDE THAT APT. everything goes through my mind....our stuff is stolen, there is a man waiting inside to rape us then to kill us, everything. Hna Cuz walks inside just to the entryway to check it out...she turns the light on....everything is still there.... she’s trying to justify that everything is okay if everything is still there....she made a pretty good argument too. so I’m starting to really believe that everything is okay. the SECOND that I’m convinced i start to walk towards the apartment she turns to hna cueva and i and yells oh BLEEEP there’s a man on our balcony....our balcony door is open and there is a man out there. sheer panic comes over me. oh my goodness michael ann this is it.....death. we ran back to the elevator door and i SWEAR no elevator door in my life has ever closed so slowly. I’m on the verge of tears, hna cruz is straight up shaking from panic and poor hermana cueva cant understand a lick of english. hna cruz calls our district leader, elder greep, to tell him what is happening. his companion, elder Swenson, and the two other elders that live there, elder castro and elder perez, RUN out of their apt to the metro to come help us. elder castro and elder perez don’t speak english...they have no idea what is going on. (i think my favorite image of this whole thing is picturing elder castro, this little peruvian who has gained about 10 kilos on the mission, running) when they are on the metro they call the zone leaders to tell them, elder greenburg and elder lilefield. they too run to the metro to get to our piso. so our whole district is coming to our piso. we are freaking out trying to get a hold of the other hermanas to tell them and they aren’t answering. then they picked up.... hna redeer was "the man" on our balcony. we just got pawned. they pranked us. little do they know that when sam tried prankng me she in turn got proposed to in the wilk.....stay tuned next week to find out what revenge we take on them....the only thing we are waiting for is the beginning of the month to get our money. (omg i can’t even hold in how excited i am for this....we have such a good plan)
okay name this episode of friends....."hey ross.....its rosss...."
thursday: cool experience with a new investigator we taught....her name is sandra. so basically while we were in the mtc in provo you know how teachers posed as investigators and we then taught them? k well i HATED THIS. i never took it seriously cause i had a hard time looking it as real investigators like they told us to do...i just looked at it as me teaching a teacher.. but listen so one of my teachers hermano stevenson the investigator he played was pidi. pidi had a brain aneurism which made it impossible to do anything....he couldn’t read, couldn’t understand concepts, etc. seriously the two elders that i taught with had to come up with some creative ways to teach pidi. so we had an appt with someone that we met on dia de sant jordi. it was a girl form of pidi. no joke. she had a brain aneurism and can barley read, hard time understanding what we read to her, etc. i learned that maybe just MAYBE the mtc knows what they are actually doing.
friday: MADRID: MADRID: MADRID: MADRID. i got to spend the day in madrid. no big deal or anything. i love madrid. seriously miss. while we were there in the CCM we had to apply for our DNI which is like residency. and we had to go back to finalize everything and pick up our cards. so our train leaves at eight in the morning. we get there two hours later and go get our dni´s. it took five minutes. our train back didn’t leave till 7pm. soooo what now? sol. .... TWO WORDS: chocolate nepolitanas. then we went down and hung out in retiro. BEST. THING. EVER. i love madrid. our train got in at like 10 so we went straight to our piso. hna cruz, hna reeder, hna cueva, and i ended the day prank calling elders and recent converts. jajajjajajajaj listen. so one person starts out really quiet.....meow meow meow meow and gradually gets louder and louder meow meow meow meow until it becomes like this distressed cat sound...MEOW MEOW then everyone join in with various animal noises. oink roof quack quack mooooooooo nay nay nay.
xavi moved. my heart is broken. luckily though he only moved to elder perez and elder castro’s area so we still get to see him. but we technically can’t teach him anymore. i just feel so bad for him. he believes everything. wants to live the word of wisdom...giving up coffee and everything, believes joseph smith is a prophet, everything but castidad. It’s jut not fair we cant teach him anymore.
we are teaching someone new named mellissa who is 19 from the dominican. She’s like the coolest girl ever. so chill and funny but then takes everything we teach her so seriously.
the work here now for the past couple of weeks had been a little tougher than usual....everyone fires and rejection. but it’s part of the mission. the good part is hermana cruz and i still know how to make it fun.
well that’s all for now....today we are heading over to park guell with our district.
TALK TO YOU ALLL SOOOOON!!!!!!!!!
love you.
miss you.
miguelita.
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