Ya habia un semana? Wow!!

The Temple is right next to the church. It looks so pretty at night!
Brandon, Carlos, and Angel








My fairy picture above that Arturo took and emailed me.
Arturo has on of those cool Korean cameras. He took this of me! So cool!


Sorry that I haven't written in a while. Its funny cause we are so busy here, but each week seems to get busier and busier. Monday was family home evening. We got together to practice for our talent show which was this Saturday. That went well. Afterwards Nani stayed to practice her dance with a couple other girls in our group. So I just chilled afterwards hanging out with some of our Mexican guy friends cause I didn't want to take a taxi home alone at 10 o clock at night. They had a skateboard and we were just playing around on it. I was in a dress that day because it is so much cooler here to wear a dress cause its so hot. I sat down on the skateboard and then all of the sudden i felt a hard push from behind and I went soaring on the slick marble straight for Abraham who is just laughing and when i almost get to him he pushes me back straight towards Chewy, but instead of Chewy catching me like he was suppose to the board veered and ran right into the wall totally knocking me off. They both laughed and then came and helped me up. They are always teasing me cause I am one of the youngest in the group and one of the smallest. They are both in their later 20's and both Mexican boys in our ward here in Guadalajara. But anyways after that, they threw me in the pool clothes and all. I was tempted to be mad at them but then they jumped in after me so it made it even! The only problem was afterwards we had to take a taxi. hahaha... All I have to say is who ever climbed in after we got out must have had a pretty wet seat cause we were pretty much soaked. Tuesday the nuns at our service informed us that the boys don't have school this upcoming week cause the nuns needed to take a break. So last week ended up being our last week of service. It was so sad and it was even harder cause the end came a lot more sooner then expected. Wednesday we had a party with all the boys. Kind of a good by sort of thing. I took a lot of the toys that a lot of you donated. All I can say to express my gratitude is THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU. If you could have seen the look in the boys eyes you would see that it was totally worth it. The bouncy balls were flying and they were coloring away. It was just such worth while to watch them have fun with the simple things we take for granite in our ever day lives. I took some of the money you all donated and bought about 50 erasers and 100 pencils cause they boys can never find any pencils or erasers to do their homework with. I hope that was an ok purchase with you guys. The nuns looked so thankful when I gave the school supplies to them. I told them it was all because of my family and friends and their donations. My words from them to you are "muchisimo gracias" (thank you so very much)! That night was our practice for the talent show. The practice went well but like all rehersals it had its glitches. I ate my first mango that night from start to finish. I peeled it and ate it!! The mangos here are heaven on earth, no joke. I love all the fresh fruit, tortillas, and other fresh food you can get here that you can't get in the united states. Thursday was probably one of my hardest days here. I had an exam and a presentation in class to do. Our presentations were suppose to be food. So I decided to make rice crispies because they are a favorite American treat. I go to the store Wednesday night to find the three ingredients it takes to make rice crispies. Easy right? WRONG. First of all (note for all of you who go to Mexico and want to make rice crispy treats) they don't have regular white rice crispies in Mexico, only chocolate coco crispies. And they don't sell regular marshmallows, only strawberry and other flavors. So my regular every day american rice crispies turned into Chocolate strawberry "a kera original" rice crispies. But the good news is they turned out to be a hit with my class and they all wanted to know how I did it. So all was good that way. Then after school we went to service. It was the hardest day ever. That day the boys found out it was our last day of service. I had printed off pictures of all the boys cause they love seeing pictures of theselves and wrote little notes on the back of them so they would remember me. They loved them so much and I was so happy i had done it. Then I had them all write little notes to me. The one little boy never left my side. He just kept crying and crying and crying. It got to the point were I was so sad I was crying to. I have gotten so attatched to these boys and so involved in their lives. The nuns just kept telling us thank you and the one kept giving me hug after hug. I just had a hard time leaving. Brandon, the little boy that was crying, asked me before I left if he could have something of mine to remember me bye. I honestly had nothing on me but my eraser since the boys have already borrowed and broken almost everything of mine. So I gave him my eraser and he was just like "thank you thank you thank you"! Then they all grabbed onto my legs and wouldn't let me leave. Even the ones that i didn't connect with very much were crying. Thats the point where I broke down and cried with the.m too. I couldn't hold it back anymore. The madres were crying, the boys were crying, and I was crying. It was a pretty hard day for all of us. Lots of tears and lots of goodbyes. Well after that little episode we all went horseback riding as a group. It was so much fun and really cheap. It cost us like 60 pesos for an hour which converts into like 6 American dollars. Its so cheap!! This place had tons of horses to ride. The group was laughing because my roommate is the tallest girl in our group and I am basically the shortest one (imagine that.. hehehe...) and some how they put me on the tallest horse and then my roommate Nani got the shortest horse. The whole group thought it was pretty ironic and funny! The only problem was the stirrups were like this really sharp iron and they rubbed on my pants which rubbed my skin raw. That hurt a little, but I am tough! :) I even got my horse to run at full speed across what they called a meadow, but it was basically just a big open space of dirt. hahah.... It was a fun group activity. Friday was our group trip to Talaqupaque. Its a little town just outside of Guadalajara. We got to shop for a while and also got to go watch a guy mold and paint pots. It was pretty cool! Then Saturday we went to a place that I don't remember the name. Its where they have big Indian type ruins of the ancient people. We got to go and see the ruins and walk around and explore. It was really neat to see big structures that were hand made by people that lived way back in history. That night was our talent show. It was suppose to be a talent show, showcasing all the talents of our BYU group and others in our ward and also be a missionary tool. Many of the missionaries brought their investigators, we all also invited our host families since none of them are members of the church. So many people came that they filled up the whole gym wall to wall and also the over flow and then had people standing all along the edges of the walls, in the door ways, and sitting on the floor in front of the front row. I got really nervous, but so excited. We all did our talents. I played "waterfall" on the piano. It went really well. At the end we all sang as a group "Joseph Smiths First Prayer" in spanish and the spirit was so strong. I really hope the song touched the investigators and our families and I hope that they felt a little bit of the spirit that we felt. The feeling was so overwhelming and I really felt like Heavenly Father was helping us touch those people. Even if they don't act on that feeling, I hope they don't forget what they felt and know how much this gospel means to us. Afterwards I talked with the missionaries for a really long time. A lot of the missionaries in the mission here are from the States so it was fun for them to talk to some people from back home. They told us about some of their experiences so far. It was really neat! Our host mom commented the other day to me that she is so impressed on how much different we are then the other students they host from other Universities. She commented that we are just so much more willing to help, seem more personable and happy, and are well rounded in the things we do. I took that as a very big compliment and was glad she could see that our religion has a huge effect on the people we are. Saturday after the talent show the mexican boys were going to take us Salsa dancing, but after we finished eating it started to rain and when it rains you don't want to get stuck in it. They took us home and soon after it started downpouring. It was the first rain of the season. I have never seen it rain so hard in my life. It just came down and down and down and the thunder shook the windows and the whole house. It was a little scary but it was really neat. Some of the other girls that are exchange students from San Diego, that just got here and are living in our house as well, went clubing that night. The next morning they said they got done at like 2 in the morning and caught a taxi, but the taxi only took them a block or two and then kicked them out of the taxi because it was raining so hard and the streets were flooding. So they had to walk an hour or so in the rain that was up to their knees. I am glad they got home safely because their are pot hole type things in the rode and our mom here warned us about walking in the street when its raining because you can't see the pot holes and people have died falling in them and drowining. The streets were so flooded!! I am so glad the boys were smart and took us home before we got caught in a situation like that!! Sunday was another hard day for us all. It was the last Sunday we have with our ward because we are all going to be leaving for Puerta Vallarta this Saturday. So we had to say goodbye to a lot of the members that we have made friends with! It was a great way to end though with fast Sunday. As I was sitting in their listening to member after member bear their testimony in spanish of God, Jesus, the atonement, their family, prayer, etc. It was just another witness of how the members all over the world are the same and have testimonys about many of the similiar things. The spirit I felt in that room was just as strong as the times that I have felt it in the States. It was also really fun because I was able to give away my first Spanish Book of Mormon on Sunday as well. I have a friend named Arturo that we met back when we first got here. He is from Korea and the more we talked to him we found out that when he was in Korea he was a convert to the church and was baptised. But he fell away from the church cause his family moved to another part of Korea and he couldn't find a church near by. So we asked him to come to church with us and he has been coming every Sunday since. Mark is a boy in our group and he served his mission in Korea so he had a Korean Book of Mormon to Arturo cause Arturo didn't have a Book of Mormon. Yesterday I sat by Arturo in church and he leaned over and asked me if I understood what the lesson was about. I did and told him I did. He said he didn't understand anything. He right now is only in level 1 Spanish classes and the rest of us are in Level 4, but he does pretty well communicating with us. He also knows a lot of English and if we don't understand what he is trying to say we have him tell Mark in Korean.. hehe.. But he was struggling cause he couldn't follow along in his Korean Book of Mormon. So I gave him a Spanish one. He was so greatful for it and gave me a huge hug! I was really excited. I really hope he keeps going after we all leave. He is such a neat guy! He took a picture of me on Saturday night when we were driving home. He told me I look like a fairy. I wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not, but he told me it was a compliment. ( I attatched the picture up above). Sunday after church we walked over to the park. Every Sunday they have an art in the park type thing, but we never go and since this is was our last Sunday we decided to go. Its a round park and everyone displays their artwork and you can just walk around the edge of the park and look at the art. There was one little area that had some pretty out there art, but I really liked it so I took a minute to look at. The artist came up to me and we started talking. I brought up that I draw and he was really impressed. He had me sit down and draw him something on the side and then he invited me if I wanted to sometime this week come into his studio and he would teach me some new techniques. He also invited me to come back to Guadalajara at some point and study under him. I was very flattered and told him thank you. He had me sit down on a bench and he drew me and gave the piece to me free of charge. It was really fun and I realized afterwards that now I am able to carry on a conversation with a local in spanish. I was really excited!!! Well this is our last week here in Guadalajara. On Saturday we are heading to Puerta Vallarta to hang out and partying in the sun all week! Can't wait! Hope all is well! I will be home in two weeks. Its crazy. It feels like I just got here. It has gone by fast, but I can't wait to get home and see you all. Lov ya!! P.S. Sorry this was such a long blog! I had to catch up for a whole week! Lo siento!