However, the lesson we had after that fell through, so the member took us back to the pension and I changed... theeeen we had nowhere to go. So we asked the member with us if they knew anyone in playa that we could visit. Turns out they did. That's how we met Angel and his family. Angel is a professor of math at the local school and eight months ago had an accident that resulted in everything below his arms being paralyzed. They actually had the missionaries in their house for new years a couple years ago and had gone to church a bunch of times, but then they moved to the beach and weren't visited again. He seems really interested, he had lots of questions and he said he´d read the BOM. Soo, we´ll see how it goes! We've only visited him once, so I´ll find out more later today!
Also, while we were on the bus we passed by the same stop that Elder Sanchez got kicked in the face on. Aaaand, what do you know, the same drunk was there... and what do you know, he was drunk again.. he was actually drinking alcohol out of a hollowed out melon, so he´s a professional drunk. Nothing really happened, I don´t think he remembered us, but he did not pay for his bus ticket with pesos, but music.. him and his girlfriend sang to the whole bus. She was actually pretty good, he was... terrible.
So, that is the scuttlebut, its starting to get cold over here, aaand I love ya´lls!
And no one eeever wants to dance with the fool who went and.. ripped his pants.
