Baptisms in this country will never go according to plan. I called it before we left, "Something will go wrong, I promise". It did.
All 3 investigators showed up, so that was good. Things took a turn for the worse when the adult clothing closet was locked. Worthen and I had to pry it open with our bare hands and pull out what we could, but it wasn't much. So everyone got kids clothes ha. It wasn't too bad, because Glady and Claude are 15 and 12, but Lalaina is 34. So he got to sport white capris for the baptism. Then we found out we didn't have towels, so we got to dry off using spare bap clothes and hand dryers.
Prying open the clothing closet.
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Awkward, ha! |
All that aside, the baptism was awesome. We got to give them the Holy Ghost in Sacrament meeting as well, dope. I am so excited for the new converts. They all have tons of friends, and Lalaina is tearing it up at church. He'll be the bishop someday.
Splits with Smithson |
The stairwell was too small for the fridge.
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Sketchy man made fridge elevator.
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What else.. not much other craziness to go over. There always is.. but my real struggle is writing it all down. But I got pictures to work! I can only get a few up now, but I'll try to get more next week. Talk to you all soon.
Taylor
P.S. I did get Mindy's letter, but I dont have an email or anything, so I can't answer. But tell her thanks for writing!
I'll pray for Grandma for sure, that's pretty crazy, hopefully they can help her get better soon.
My stomach is doing alright. Every morning, we get bread off the street, make lunch at home, and we never really eat dinner unless someone gives us rice or noodles. The rest of the time we just eat baked stuff off the street. Epiceries are the eastiest way to keep fed all day.
P.S. Can you send me Krusteaz easy bake muffins and stuff? Worthen got some and I about died, they were amazing. Just easy bake breakfast stuff that I don't need anything too special to make. Thanks!
A first edition Malagasy BOM. Huge.
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Tan line. |
The hilarious warnings on the cigarette boxes.
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