I kinda expected the mango juice to be hard to find, it doesn´t exist here in Honduras, but we had it in the CCM Guatemala and it was really good. What I usually drink is called fristy, it´s kinda like a sunny d, I always have a 3 liter bottle of in the house, and I drink that instead of water most of the time. I cannot belive how people pound the soft drinks here. Yesterday was way hot and people kept offering us soft drinks. I probably drank about half my weight in coke.
I found some penut butter so I´ve been eating that or oatmeal for breakfast everyday. For the first couple weeks I did what most other missionaries do, which is buy something called pan semita from the pulperias, I got sick of that pretty fast, so finding penut butter was a game changer. I completely didn´t notice today was halloween until I read this email. I´m 100% serious. It´s crazy that it´s already halloween. I´m glad you guys had a good time at the Halloween party, and it sounds like the costumes were really good.
Michael seems like he´s changed a ton since I was there, but also I can see him being a funny outgoing crazy kid. I can't believe he's a deacon.
A row of trees seperate Palermo and Santa Fe. One more street up from the 1st avenida and there´s a yellow house on the corner of the street we live on.
People will ask me all kinds of stuff. My first week here´s how the conversations between me and other people went: Other person: "How are you?" Me: "...Virginia".
I think that showing up is half the battle. A lot of problems that missionaries have is they don´t follow the little rules like getting up on time and studying. How is the spirit going to help you remeber something that you never knew?
Love you guys,
Elder Stoddard
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