Ipiales - Week Four

This week was actually kinda funny since the city where I am right now the people are kinda crazy, on Saturday and Sunday we literally weren't allowed to leave the house, and also the mission decided to leave us here during the carnivals, so I’ll be going directly back home after I send this email....because the people literally are starting to scare me, they throw paint at like anyone who decides to walk by, so this week I’m gonna pretty much be in my house all the time, and not do anything, and I already had a little taste of that on New Year’s Eve, we just watched the same 3 church movies over and over again, washed my clothes, stuff like that. The power also went out at like 9:30 and came back at like 10 because the party outside was so hard....On New Year’s Eve there's a tradition here, a bunch of gays put on dresses and a ton of lipstick and start kissing everyone on the cheek, unless you give them money, and the thing is that it's like, totally accepted. If you get mad when they kiss you everyone is like "what's wrong with you?" That and a lot of other things are why we haven't been able to work

We did have a cool experience with one family, the missionaries have been visiting them for years, but based on the stories that they have told us, they went just to eat and play games rather than actually teach them, so I think they would progress if we actually taught them, and their aunt is member, so they have that good influence. But we decided to watch the Joseph Smith movie with them, and we started out with just the same 3 people who always listen to us, and the aunt-member, (10 people live in that house) and when we finished almost the whole family was watching and asking questions while they watched, it was really cool. We didn't really have time to talk about it afterwards, but we’re gonna try to go in the morning this week before the crazy starts to talk to them.

On New Year’s Day we had to go work, and I actually felt like really bad in the street, like someone was watching me. We were going to a member’s house, walking down a big hill and this black guy who was on the stairs started whistling when he saw us, and we heard whistles in response that came from the other side and I legit had this feeling that I should just go back home, but we had to work (according to the zone leader, but I don't believe that honestly), so we went to the house of a part member family and taught something small, and ate empanadas that they made, which was really cool,

That's about it. The week’s been kinda slow. December is always pretty bad for missionaries here, but I hope things get better from here on out, after the carnavals anyway.

I literally can't think of anything else to say. Love you!