We`re in the situation of finding a new place to live that`s actually in our area, rather than living an hour`s walk away as we do presently. We found a house that isn`t asking much, but it`s a little sketch. It`s like a little jungle shack and the bathroom is out back and it`s just a whole in the ground. And the roof is a thin-warped plank of metal. But they said they`d put a toilet and shower in. It`s looking like we`re going to be living there.
After our baptism, we went to look for a restaurant to celebrate and treat ourselves to something nice. We entered a fancy restaurant, and it was all nice and there was live music and the guy was singing "creep" with all the bad words and we found out afterward that he was from Boston. Anyways, we didn`t like the menu options so we took off. It wasn`t until we entered another restaurant that I realized I still had my fork in my hand from the first. Embarrassed and ashamed I returned to the first restaurant, fork in hand, with EVERYONE staring at me, and placed the fork on one of the tables and ran. Many people laughed, but I`m quite used to that. Whenever I hit my head on something in public (which is more often than you may think), people think it`s the funniest thing on earth.
My pentionista.
Anyways, we ran into an investigator in the street yesterday, after not being able to find her all week. She told us she had been thinking a lot, and praying, and she decided that she needs to be baptized. She`s set for the 7th. We`re also teaching an awesome family of five. They`ve been having marriage problems, but we`re helping them and we have a goal for them to get married. We`re praying a lot for them. They`re really a great, and super-nice, family.
Sending Much love,
Elder Alexander
We visited a sweet old lady and she picked us some coconuts from her tree and cut off the shell with a machete. Which was nice.