Year 2 - Week 1

Another letter from Elder Hoots this week.  He has promised pictures for next week, so stay tuned for those.  In the meantime check out his letter to learn a little more about his new area.

Holy socks. This week was rough. I don't think I have walked so many consecutive hours in my life. I really have no idea if I spelled that word right. We have a lot of good people but it is so hard to find them. When I first got here we had so many people  ready to take the step. But every time we go to meet with them we find new doubts that they have. I guess it was never meant to be easy.

Funny story. So the other day we knocked on the door. This guy answered it and said "I know why you're here" and shut the door. Then right after that we said buenas tardes to some lady in the street and all she said was, "you know what, I don't have time." We weren't even gonna talk to her. But whatever. Haha. At least the people know who we are. And also remember that I told you that the lady wouldn't talk to us until her grandmother died? Well she died. I feel bad for the family. But i think it will be a little easier for us now. That's kinda selfish huh?  Dang.

Today I went to the store with another American. As we were walking back we were talking about stuff. I said "How crazy is it that we are living in Mexico? When did you ever think that we would be living in Mexico, going to the store and talking to everybody in a different language, talking to each other in a different language when we speak the same language and paying for things in pesos." I put a lot of emphasis on the pesos. Its still kind of weird for me. haha. He only said one thing "never." It's so true. I feel Mexican. I remember when I was little and I went to Tijuana or where my dad grew up in Los Angeles, San Fernando, lets be honest its like Mexico. haha.

And I would see signs in Spanish and think how weird. But now it's all normal. I never thought that I would be doing this.

I get more and more tired everyday. There are so many hills here and every night I feel like I wanna to die. I can't imagine how it's gunna be at the end of my mission. I think I am just gunna sleep for one day. That's what I need to do now but I cant. Haha. I want to so bad.

I am doing good. Thank you for everyone who has sent me their support. I am sorry if I haven't written you back but I don't have that much time on the computer. Just know that i cherish every letter of support and love that I get.

I love and miss you all.

Go Lakers*

Elder Jaramillo

*This was written on Monday.....just hours before the Lakers got eliminated from the playoffs.  Very sad day.