Letter #2

July 3, 2014

Jeffrey, Elder ?. Brother Hertler, Elder Floyd

Jeffrey...water polo taught him that there's no such thing as person space!

ahhhhh, I love you guys so much!

Before I forget I do need a couple of things but they need to be sent to my mission home and ill get them when I get there. I need rain boots, some more shampoo and toothpaste, and some more pictures of the fam. if you could make that happen it would be absolutely magical. I also need Baileys new email address please.

Well this week wasn't quite as entertaining as my story was last week but it was still awesome. We went to the newly redone temple and it is sooo beautiful. I thought it was hard to understand it in my native language.... I had no idea how hard it was going to be in Spanish. but it was still amazing

There is fog every morning that is so thick that i cant see the ground from my second story window. but it rolls on out at about 11 everyday.  They finally let us take some pictures that I'll send to you asap. There are also some parrots that like to chill in the tree right outside my window so i got a picture of them.

Last night a bunch of new Latino elders came in and so we decided it would be funny to play a little prank on the newbs.  One of the "older" elders has a prosthetic leg so he acted as though he fell off of the top of the bunk bed and snapped his leg.  They all bought it until elder Floyd just wrapped it in a blanket and ran off with it.  The funny thing was that they had no idea what we were saying so we yelled random stuff like " theirs an olive in the cheese grader" but we made it sound like we were really distraught.  It was kind of a mean prank to pull but it was so worth it. the Latinos are so happy to be here that once they figured out that it was a joke they couldn't stop laughing. lol!

On the more spiritual side of things, we had an amazing lesson last night about being the best missionary you can be.  It was taught by a teacher named Hermano Hertler (we call him Adolf, lol ) but he was saying how much of a struggle it was for him to come on his mission. He was filling out his papers and his mom found out and kicked him out of her house so he went to live with his dad who is an evangelist preacher. After a while of living with his dad, his dad finally found out that he was anticipating a mission call. so one day he came home and walked in his house and smelled something burning. his dad had put his scriptures in the oven to get rid of them. his dad then kicked him out of his house. Hermano Hertler went to stay at his friends house before he left for his mission. Hermano Hertlers girlfriend and his friend were the only two people at the airport for him and a month into his mission he got his dear john letter. He started to question why he was on his mission when it seemed liked nobody cared that he was out there, but his senior companion told him to buck up an become a great missionary. so he did. the following two months he baptized 126 people.

We get to go proselyting tomorrow in the sketchiest town I've ever been in and I cant wait. I'll tell you all about it in my next email. Elder Evanson and Elder Floyd have gone proselyting twice now and they got over 60 contacts both times but while asking someone there name, Elder Evanson got a mouth full of smoke blown in his face... this is the same Elder Evanson that got in a fight (boxing?) the night before he came to the MTC, the same one who was 10 and 0 in his boxing matches before he came out and the same one who is 6 foot 6 and weighs a 225 and this short little Latino blows smoke in his face.  He said the people in the city know that you can't do anything back to them so they do whatever they want no matter the size difference. So what I'm saying, pray for me.
haha
na chiste (just kidding ) I'll be fine.

I love you all so much and i cant wait to skype with you guys at Christmas time. have a happy fourth of July. 

love elder Petersen