Cars On The Sidewalk

Heyyyy


I had a crazy week!  It just might not sound crazy in an email lol.


First of all, one of my ZL's went home Tuesday, and I spent the majority of the week in a trio with my other ZL and my comp the DL.  During this time as a trio... nobody did their exercises, we didn't have comp study, we got home late, we left our mission boundaries, spent almost an entire day in the house, then we spent WAY too much time at members houses, and hardly did any real missionary work.  Now that doesn't sound right does it?  I promise though, there were valid reasons to all of them... to almost all of them at least.  It sounds like a lot of effort to explain though, so just know I had a great time with these guys lol.


We also had transfers this week!! I'm now with Élder Woodward!  He's super awesome.  He works super hard and is always happy.  He has the energy of a 5-year-old on a constant sugar high.  It's a little crazy sometimes because he'll change topics in the middle of his sentence, but he's really awesome.


I'll keep it short this week, but i just would like to mention something else in Paraguay I dont get.  I never thought I'd be in a place where the cars drive on the sidewalk but then honk at us when we walk on the street.


The driving here is crazy.  There's no rules, so the cars go wherever they fit.  I frequently see cars making 3 lanes out of a 2 lane road, or cars up on the sidewalk to avoid the traffic.  Honestly, that part makes sense.  If there's no rules, you can do whatever you want.  But what I don't get is if the cars are on the sidewalk, why do they always honk at us when we walk on the street?


A little crazy!  Goodbye for this week!


Élder Blacker 



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