Aqui estamos! En los cabos. Apparently, there are two Cabos "Capes" cabo san lucas (the lively crazy city with all the dance clubs, one of which we partook of) and San Jose del cabo (the expensive sleepy town that is beautiful). We went on a tour of both those on Wed. I''ll say more later.
So, just as crazy people like Tamee and I do, we technically didn't have anywhere to stay so we went to church (that was an experience in itself...we got of the plane and got on a bus for 15 bucks and headed west for forever...but welcome to vacation time, everyone wanted to stop and get drinks (and when i refer to drinks, i mean boos...the kind with alcohol, which we got offered multiple times while we were there.) so everyone shuffled off the bus and we just sat there taking pictures!) Every single person got dropped off before we did, because when the people at the bus depot told our bus driver where the "church" was, he was so sure he knew what they were talking about that he didn't pay attention to the rest of the instructions and proceeded to take us to the catholic church! And then when he realized the problem, he said, "Well, are you Christians?" And we said, "Yeah." and i got all crazy and start going off on more things about the church! that wasn't what he was getting after. He said, "Well, there's a protestant church down the road. Just go there." And we were like..."Hmmm, you don't understand!" So eventually after stopping and asking everyone in the area, we finally went like 20 min out of town and found the chapel! When we saw the steeple it was like...what a blessing! it was so great, like a rush of oxygen right to our souls! We gave him a huge tip for taking us all over creation and driving the huge bus on these itty bitty streets! It was great though.
So then we walked in, in our jeans, sweaty and gross and it was fast and testimony meeting. We stuck out like sore thumbs, but we didn't care, cause we had made it to church. I asked Tamee if she wanted me to translater for her, meaning if she wanted me to tell her what everyone was saying in her testimony. And she said, "That would be great! When do you want to go up?" and i was like, what? and she said, "I want to go up and bear my testimony. Will you translate it?" At first I was a little bit apprehensive, which is interesting, cause normally i'm not apprehensive at all, (i think it was the jeans we were wearing the chapel) but then up we went and i bore my testimony and felt the Spirit so strongly, I testified that we are here for a purpose and people are 98% of that reason and that we are supposed to help ourselves get to heaven while trying to help everyone else in the way we can and that no matter what we own, it doesn't matter, as long as we are living the way we should. I also testified of the Temple and families and how we need to get there and then keep on living the best lives we can. It was really special. Memories of my mission flooded my mind the entire week! It was really great!
They announced that there would be a baptism after church, so we decided to go, cause where else would we go? We talked to the missionaries and that really made the mission come right to my head...wow, i remember so many years ago. We mentioned that we were looking for a hostile to stay in or something and a family said, "You can stay with us." So we took their ever so kind invitation and off we went to cook dinner. Everything from scratch. It was great. Virna, Ezequiel and Joe were great hosts. Joe even gave up his bed. He is Virna's brother and just moved there like 2 weeks ago and didn't have a Book of Mormon and said he wasn't planning on going on a mission. I gave him my Spanish Book of Mormon and he promised he would read it daily. I hope he finds his testimony. He's only 17 so he's got two years to figure it out and make choices along the way. It was a great day!
Wow, what an adventure you guys had in Mexico! That is so great to have been back and revisited your mission!
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