Me and my companion communicate in Spanish as much as possible, when I'm struggling or don't know how to say something I tell him in English and he tells me how to say it in Spanish, same goes for if I forget a word in a lesson or something. I luckily have one of the few Latino companions who is extremely fluent in English. Before his mission he studied language in the University for two years. Elder Pagoada is from Honduras. And he's pretty dang awesome.
The city we're in is called Buena Fe, which I'm pretty sure translates to Good Faith. The people here are probably on the lower end of society, not too sure if there's too much of a higher society anywhere in Ecuador but... these people definitely aren't at the top. I'm sure if you Googled it you'd know more about it then I do. There's lots of bikes, carts, and people trying to sell candy bars, shampoo, and churros out of their hats, and the most part of the people live in concrete houses with bars for windows.
The food... We eat at members houses every single day for lunch. The way meals are done in you eat breakfast, a HUGE lunch, and usually no dinner. The food is good, I can honestly tell the members that feed us that I like it. For the most part it's eatable. I have been a little sick since I got here, I'm just as of yesterday feeling better. I also can't seem to get the mountains we eat for lunch down my stomach without my stomach eventually saying "NO MORE"and I have to inform the member that the food is amazing but I'm sick.
Otherwise though, when I feed myself, I eat eggs rolled up in a store bought tortilla. They actually have a mall a 20 minute bus ride away and I can get most of my regular morning diet there. They also have a Carls Jr at the mall. Lunch on P-day is good.
The bugs here aren't any more scary than the ones in Mexico. Spiders, cockroaches... the biggest problem we have in our apartment is ants. Church here is awesome! We have a strong ward and they all sing off key. :)
On Friday we went to the church to fill the font for a baptism when we discovered that the water in the church wasn't working. The bishop called a water guy who came, looked at some stuff, said he didn't know what the problem was, then left... Because we had a baptism that night we walked away from the church deep in thought. As we were walking, I asked Elder Pagoada what we should do? Right at that moment, he stopped walking and we were standing in front of the fire station. Long story short, the firefighters were bored as heck and the font was filled by a fire truck and three firemen. Day saved!
Love you all! Talk to you later!
~Cameron
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