The last week and a few days have been a total blur! Packing up, giving my farewell, getting set apart and saying goodbye to everyone was really hard. But, as soon as I was on my way, I felt so excited to be on this new adventure in service of the Lord.
The CCM here in Bogota has become my new home. It is quite nice. My companion Elder Jones and I came in on the same flight. We’re getting along really well!
When we arrived, we found out that we would become Distrito Mormon, all two of us. Then we found out that we were the only English speakers living on our floor!
So, we’ve been pretty thoroughly immersed in the language! The classes have been difficult and relentless and almost all in Spanish.
Also, I twisted my ankle playing volleyball last Friday. Elder Jones calls me his grandfather turtle because my limping is rather slow.
But it has been wonderful. Nothing has ever been quite as hard or rewarding as this week has been. But I’m so glad that I am a missionary. I know that this is exactly where I should be, and I’m beginning to love the people and the culture.
Hope you all had a great week! 5 more weeks in the CCM, then voy a Barranquilla!!!