Happy Halloween to All! (And I got transferred!)
They actually do celebrate Halloween here in Peru, but you have to be careful because apparently some people use this day to worship the devil or something. I don’t think that’s true, but I’m pretty sure that a while back it was and that’s why some people have a problem with it. But at least the little kids still get to golosinear! (According to my dictionary, that means “to go around eating candy”!) I spiced up my room a little bit for the occasion, thanks to the decorations my family sent me:
And then I got transferred to a new area, too!
I pretty much moved 30 minutes away to another part, called Comas, where I’m now in Año Nuevo 2 (And I just might end up staying here through New Year’s!). Here I am with my new companion, Elder Marino:
Two things: Yes, Elder Marino really is that short; and yes, I cannot take selfies. (But I really don’t care about that last one!) I’m happy to have Elder Marino as my companion because it gives me a bit of a break. Back in Villa Hermosa with Elder Rioja, he didn’t like to take initiative to do anything, and I ended up doing a lot because I had to force him. But Elder Marino likes to work and does it well, so I’ll probably enjoy this change!
The last litte thing I wanted to report is about the ward activity Añp Nuevo is going to do tomorrow. Unfortunately, we can’t go (?) but all the preparation that they’ve done is so cool that the four of us (There are four missionaries in this ward; that’s why I’m in Año Nuevo 2) had to take a picture with the banners they made for the four teams:
Apparently the bishop works as a graphic designer, which explains a lot!
But yeah, I don’t know what else to tell you guys. I’ve almost got 13 months now, so I’m on the downhill, and I imagine this will all go by way too fast. I’m just going to keep working, and one day I’m going to wake up and I’ll have a week left. Then it will all hit me and I’ll freak out and work like a loco. But until then I’ll just keep at it. It’s weird: this has been my life for so long that it’s completely normal, and I don’t even realize that I’m a missionary…
— Elder Schroeder