Today, we were in a taxi, and he told us it was a dollar
fifty, and my comp asks him, in Spanish, “wow, do you speak a lot of Spanish?"
to the taxi driver. Who is Latino. And lives in Panama. We laughed about it for
a good five minutes. This week was a lot of nothing, we had divisions that
destroyed two days of work, and then we had some crap with the Hermana’s house,
there is something really bad there, so they are sleeping in our house, and we
spent one night in their house, didn’t see anything, but it made me really
irritable and cranky and mad, so then Saturday night we slept in the chapel,
and last night slept in the living room of a member. Funzies!! Homeless
missionaries!! But the Hermana’s are going to get a new house on Thursday, so
all will be good by then.
Love you,
Elder Berg
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