This past week has been an adventure. I've been getting a lot better with Portuguese, but it's still a struggle at times to understand exactly what people are saying. There are a lot of meanings and feelings that I miss when people ask me questions of talk in general. Usually it is worse with questions directed at me because it really shows how much I understand.
Big news. We found out that one of our investigators was...is? a drug trafficker. And it started to make a lot more sense how he was always hard to find at home or not occupied with traveling. But we have been working hard.
My shoes are almost destroyed completely. I think they have maybe a month left to live. We walk a lot on sand, pavement, dirt, the equivalent to gravel/dirt roads here are really hard on shoes. I think we walked more than 8 miles a day. Oh, and we went running twice this last week and our goal this week is to run 3 times this next week. I am getting really fat. The members here are too nice to missionaries. I eat and eat and feel guilty for not eating as much as they expect me to (which is significantly more than I would eat back home). I weigh 171 lbs -- that is a new record for me, unfortunately its not all muscle in fact I think that I have lost a significant amount of muscle. So I'm working harder in the mornings to exercise.
I was really excited last week to get letters. I got a big old stack. It was great. I also got a package from Barbara Nielson for x-mas that was a treat. Tell her thanks a ton for me!!! I sent a letter today for real, and I'm out of time now. I love you all, keep working hard!