My first baptism...kind of
Well for all of you who told me how
cold it is in Utah this week, I want you to remember for me it is now Spring,
not Fall, and the days are not yet really hot, but I can really feel the
humidity starting to build. It's no bueno. By the time Christmas comes around
and you all are freezing, I'll probably be a melted popsicle on the sidewalk so
that'll be fun!!!
This was
another interesting week. I don't know how else to describe it. I'm teaching
this chica named Talia and she has a sister who invited us to their baby's
baptism this last Sunday. We definitely didn't feel good about going to a
Catholic baby baptism, but they insisted we come to the lunch after so
persistently that we caved. To say we took some persecution would be an
understatement, but the chicken we ate was unreal so if I could go back, I
think I would do it again. Still think it was kinda dumb but oh well!! We live
and learn as missionaries I guess!! So now in the future I know, if it’s a Catholic
event and you show up as a Mormon missionary, people will make fun of
you.
I'm
pretty jealous of all of you who will be able to listen to the General
Conference in a language you understand. That will not be a privilege I will
enjoy so please take full advantage of it for me!! We spend lots of time
teaching about the importance of prophets out here so please please, please
watch it with an open heart and be willing to take the advice our prophets give
us from God!
I thought
it would be fun to write about some of the fun cultural things that have been
interesting to discover. First off is the bidet. Not sure how to spell that but
pretty much they don't use toilet paper here. They have a separate throne in
each bathroom whose sole purpose is to give your bum a bath each time you
defecate. So yeah that's been a fun change I guess. Also, to greet people here,
they kiss on the cheek. All the members know not to kiss the missionaries, but
every now and then when we're contacting they don't know we aren't supposed to
and they just go for it. I think I've been kissed more as a missionary than I
was as a high schooler :) My companion laughed his head off the first time it
happened. There's dogs all over in the street but not the gross mutts in some
foreign places. They're all relatively clean and all have homes and they can be
a nuisance but whatever. Uh que mas? I dunno I'll write more another week!!!
Love you all so much!!!
Con amor,
Elder Nixon
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| Tucker's cake he made |
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| No toilet paper in Argentina...only bidet's |
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