I’m kind of concerned with my foot cause Hna May called me yesterday to ask me questions about it :P She’s going to send me to another Dr. I really don’t want to have to come home because of it :P I’m thinking about just not telling my new comp ha-ha. It’s thanks to Hna Goulding that I have rested a little, honestly, she watches like a hawk. The instant I start limping she goes, "don’t be stupid", and we go to a bench for a little bit or back to the house if its reeeeaaaallllyyy bad :P It should be better in Victoria, I’ve heard it’s quite small and flat as a board. Maquehue, where I've been for the past 6 months, is the biggest sector possible for Hna’s and it’s all full of hills, so we’ve been using lots of buses. We’ll prob starve from all the bus fair we've been paying. ha-ha, nah we'll be fine. I know it’s going to be ok, I just have to convince them it’s going to get better. I wouldn’t have thought about the possibility that they might send me back home, it was when the bishop made a reference to Elder Yamashitas talk about the elder who changed missions, and how I might end up with a similar situation. :P What a meanie! But I’m fine really! It helps when I wear my croc shoes (poor things are going to die soon I think ha-ha) It helps because they’re flat flat. Hna Jones (Dr.) and Hna May think that the more support the better :P I have officially been forbidden from flip flops again, so crocs are my life and those pillow shoes you sent me- like heaven ha-ha :D
Waiting for lunch with the familia Muñoz. My last lunch in Maquehue, it was french fries, hahaha it was fun :D
Rosi, Christian, and Andrea is the youngin. Ha-ha Rosi was crying when we stopped by quick to say goodbye. She’s kind of like a momma bear, she hates us because we like to pester them to come with us, but she loves us too ha-ha.
I can’t even explain how much of a disaster trying to pack has been after six months, I’ve kind of moved in. ha-ha.
We went to Hno Ruiz´s house, and when we left, he shook my hand, then let go and hugged me really fast! When he let go he was laughing his head off, and Pia, the little girl in the next pics, his daughter, was killing herself laughing too. She was so shocked, I was too. We aren't supposed to be hugging men! That just made him laugh harder!
Hna Ricagno goes home at the end of this cambio we're starting, and I got to Chile just after she did!
One last lovely pic of Hna Pintus, and Hna Calderòn.