Monday, August 1, 2011

Time for a Change

 I'm getting transferred tomorrow morning. It's a little sad. I got rather attached to this area and felt almost like it was my home ward. I loved being in the sacrament meetings and seeing every family arrive, even when they were active. I know it'll be the same in other wards too, but it's a little sad that I have to let go of these people. Hopefully I can keep in touch with some.  I don't know where I'll be going next, so here are a few thoughts on Piura....

Piura is a city of dust.  It rains very little and there's only grass in some places.  Most of the streets where I've been are just dirt.  In order to prevent these streets from turning into dust, everyone waters the dirt.  Every day.  It was really weird at first, but then after that it was weird seeing people watering grass because it wasn't dirt.  Sometimes people water the dirt in the houses as well.  Houses are primarily cement and bricks--or if they can't afford that, adobe, wood, straw, sticks.  Think 3 little pigs.  I've sent a picture of a moto before.  These mototaxis are how most people get around here, including misioneros.  Motos are motorcycles that have been modified to have 3 wheels and a carriage part in the back.  They look really unsafe and ... aren't really very safe at all.  An alarming number of motos drive all over the place and if you want to go somewhere without walking you just wave one over or talk to the nearest waiting one, settle on a price and go.  Other fun interesting things: tiendas.  Anyone can open their house up as a tienda, or store.  They buy some things and resell them through the window.  Some are really big and quite successful.  The weird thing is that there are like 3 or 4 in a block sometimes.  Sometimes more.  I don't know how it is that they can compete with each other but they do.  Well, that's all  of my time.  Bye!

Elder Sims and Elder Castro

Elder Sims with other Elders in Piura

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