A compilation of letters and pictures of my time in Buenos Aires, Argentina.
Thursday, October 18, 2012
First Week in Korn
Where i am at isnt only about 1 hour train ride but it is the last
train stop that exists. Its all fields out here and the area is
gigantic. Not only is the area gigantic, but we as Zone leaders just
recently got assigned to take care of another area too. We are the
closest ones to it (about 30 miles and thank goodness there is a bus).
It is about an hour bus ride and right now we are only going out there
once a week. Oh, its called Brandsen.
Now let me tell you about my wonderful bike...First, is if you go to
fast the chain comes off. Second, The seat is broken so instead of a
soft cushon seat its a seat of two steel rods in an arrow shape. Let
me tell you, i am super sore some days and am very excited to get new
bikes this Friday. Oh, and im getting good practice for my trip from
Alaska.
As zone leader i dont have to do much except right now we are trying
hard to reach our goal, animate the other elders, and do intercambios
once a week. My comp is a great missionary and its really good to work
with him. Im excited for this transfer and possible others to have
some good success. We only have about 30 people in sacrament and many
people have gotten offended with an elder that was here a little while
before. Its going to be a difficult one but i am excited. We are going
to help as much as we can.
Well let me tell you about my welcoming party here. We entered into a
house and 3 men came in from the other room. One with a revolver, the
other a machete, and the other a knife the size of a machete. The
didnt rob me or shoot me so we are all good :).
This week i had lots of random thoughts, for lack of good english. In
this area im not sure if i am going to baptize too much but with 700
members and 30 active, we have our work cut out for us. The other
thing is im pretty sure i´ll be here til the end of my mission...which
will be a long time. I really am excited about being here. Being a
missionary has never been better and i wouldnt trade it for a thing.
If I new the mission was going to be like this before-hand would I
have still came? HECK YA! Im pretty sure i would have came out much
quicker. Its hard, very hard. Heck, my bici kills me everyday and my
thighs are super tired when we have to bike down the freeway against
the wind for 5 miles. I wouldnt trade it for anything. Not a ferrari,
not the super-model of my dreams(although if your reading this wait a
couple months), and not anyhting else. Nothing in my life up to know
matches up to it.
Love, Elder Martino
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