POMALCA 🌾

Had transfers this week and probably got the single best transfer I could have asked for. Im in a little town down the road from Chiclayo called Pomalca's a little down that is 100% dedicated to sugar production. The town is surrounded by sugar cane. If you look out our back window there is just miles of sugar cane. It is actually really pretty and smells really good. There is a big factory so it almost always smells like sugar cane factory outside. It feels like one of the towns we went to in ecy. It pumps out this black ash that covers the whole town. Kinda crazy. I absolutely love it here. I missed the pueblos. I love being back in the small towns. It is nice only having to know 4 or 5 last names because everyone is from one of 5 families. Small towns in south america are so cool. 

Still don't know how senior boys sleep at night 

The whole town hasn't had water for a week so we have been showering with 3 liter water bottles that we buy every day. At first it was really annoying but I would say I've gotten used to it.

The wall in the room we sleep in is absolutely crawling with mold. I hate to be the guy that complains about the house to the secretaries but I figured sleeping in a room full of mold is not a good call. So we said something and they are gonna get it fixed soon. 

I got way stomach sick this week. My stomach swole up so bad I literally thought I was about to die. It was the single most painful thing that has ever happened to me. I kept throwing up the pills that help it so it took like 3 hours to get the swelling down. But then I was good the rest of the day

 

My companion is Elder Quintero. He's from Arizona but his parents are from Sinaloa. He's one of the single coolest elders in the mission. We were in the same district for 2 transfers so we were already good buddies before transfers. Should be a good time. 

We had two baptisms yesterday. Pretty good start to the transfer. 

Joseph Smith History: Man may deceive his fellow-men, deception may follow deception, and the children of the wicked one may have power to seduce the foolish and untaught, till naught but fiction feeds the many, and the fruit of falsehood carries in its current the giddy to the grave; but one touch with the finger of his love, yes, one ray of glory from the upper world, or one word from the mouth of the Savior, from the bosom of eternity, strikes it all into insignificance, and blots it forever from the mind

Link to see pictures. There is hardly any internet in this town so hopefully stuff goes through