Venga lo que Venga, Disfrutalo.: FINAL MENTE

Wow, I am actually in Mexico....kind of a nightmare. But I am HERE! And the keyboards are super hard to type on, jaja!

Well, was supposed to leave on Monday but because of bad weather in Dallas.The flight was cancelled the night before but we didn't find that out until we were at the check-in line 2:30 in the morning. So I spent 2 more nights at the MTC and let’s just say, I was not feeling very Christ-like.

We get our flight plans for WEDNESDAY (which was a miracle) and I counted down every second for that moment. Wednesday comes along, we take a train to SLC airport and get on a plane to LAX. I was so happy NOT to see the snow; after tearing my shoulder, snow and I are NOT friends.

Anywho, we get to LAX with little time to run across to a completely other terminal - through customs - through lines. I really wanted to call home but had NO time. So we get on our 5½ hora flight to La Ciudad de Mexico. Elder Wilson and I were flight buddies and we sat next to un hombre se llama Enrique. El es de Argentina! He is a man who loves God and is super catholic. But he loved talking to us and it was very helpful to practice my Spanish before actually being in Mexico.

We landed in la aeropuerto en la Ciudad de Mexico and this is where everything goes DOWN. We have to scan our Visas, find nuestras moletas (baggage), go through immigration, go put our bags on our plane and go through security. Well, three people in our group didn´t get their tickets to Ciudad to Aguascalientes before they went through security. So 4 of us went through security just fine and 3 American sisters were sent to "check-in.” Well, let´s just say we all missed our flight and by this time it is 11:00pm and I am EXHAUSTED. Oh and bytheway, everyone around us does NOT speak English. Duh.

So we go past security to go find the other sisters and call the MTC Travel Office. We definitely got chastised because apparently we were supposed to get on our flight no matter what. Um, yeah... the 4 of us weren´t going to leave 3 American sisters (one of them being my companion at al CCM) en un aeropuerto en Mexico by themselves.

The travel office told us they sent a bus driver to take us to the dormotorios by the temple en Ciudad de Mexico. Well, after an hour of searching we find the sisters who were sent left, right, up, down...not being able to understand anything... and we were all frazzled. I was just happy to be all together again. That´s when I bought a phone card and called mis padres. THAT was muy muy MUY dificil. That was the only moment where I asked myself "What the FREAK did I sign up for?!" Sorry mom and dad, but I sobbed like a small child after the phone cut us off. But hey, I only embarrassed myself a little. :)

Well, we were taken to the dormotorios, but that day was El Dia de Guadalupe. AY. Muchas MUCHISIMAS personas in the street along with a crapload of cars. Oh and bytheway, everyone here drives CRAZY. Nothing stops them. NADA. We almost hit carro policia and even our driver honked at him but we didn´t get in trouble. Bienvenido a Mexico, no? So, at this point, NONE of us have our luggage and we hadn´t eaten ANYTHING so we are all delusional, hungry, frazzled, tired....everything. We get to the dormotorios in one piece and we´re given dulces (candy), jugo (juice) and a lot of sweet (literally, sugar everywhere) food. We sleep in our dresses and suits and I don´t have my toothbrush or deodorant, and apparently in Mexico...heaters do not exist because I was FREEZING.

We wake up the next morning at 6:30am and eat breakfast and meet by the temple at 8am for another bus to take us to the airport to make our 1:00pm flight. Well, my teacher told us that people in Mexico are late to EVERYTHING and it´s true... we were picked up at 9:15am...pues, at least we were FINALLY going to the airport. Hmo. Serrano from the CCM (MTC) in Mexico City picked us up and he was with us EVERY step of the way in the airport. Getting tickets, translating, baggage (oh wait, we didn´t have any...HAH. chiste. (joke)) But I was VERY grateful for him and his willingness to stick with us gringos.

Our flight to Aguascalientes was 45 minutes long. And let me tell you, Aguascalientes is BEAUTIFUL. It is farmland with pockets of cities. And the weather here is like California´s pero MUCHO MEJOR. We got our luggage in the teeny tiny airport and there was Presidente Villarreal y su eposa Hma. Villarreal and two Elders! I love the President and his wife SO much. They speak very little English but they are VERY loving and patient. And the mission home is BEAUTIFUL. We had an amazing dinner and let´s just say... I was hit in the face by the Mexican culture in the FACE. They just keep giving you food and you have to keep eating it. No matter what happens...explosion, diahhrea or vomit. Nothing can stop you!

We emailed home, had an interview/blessing with the President (in complete Spanish!) and had a devotional and I played the piano!! And apparently only 3 people in the mission play the piano, perfecto!! We are then taken to a home with otras hermanas (natives) and holy cow, no entiendo NADA. Everyone speaks freakishly fast but I have been complimented multiple times "For a gringa you speak Spanish REALLY well!" Pues, gracias. They were all loving and helpful... and absolutely hilarious. They were really surprised that I knew frases como "Orale, Hijole...".

The next day we had a meeting 8am to 3pm in the capilla (the chapel) where we were taught about the food, adjusting, and our companions! My new companion is HERMANA MORENO! And our area is Fresnillo :) I played the piano again for the meetings. We took a bus for 3 hours and we arrived in Fresnillo at11:45pm, I was EXHAUSTED. The zone leaders Elder Lambert y Elder Hermansen were waiting for us. They told us we have two investigators ready for baptism! WHAT?!?!?! Giselle y Miguel!!! I am SO excited!

We were then taken to our casita (teeny tiny house) and let’s just say I am humbled. I have NO room to complain - absolutely none. We have to wash our clothes manually, our house has NO heater so it´s freezing in the morning and night and we have to manually make hot water to bathe ourselves.... it is so hard, but I am humbled EVERYDAY.

We have had two meals with families is the ward and let me tell you I almost explode every time but good thing the food is SO DANG GOOD. I love the food....Mexican food is SO great. Very, VERY spicy, but super delicioso. Our ward, Barrio Alto, is SUPER pequeño. There was about 14 people in Sacrament and 17 by the end of sacrament, there was about 10 people in Principios del Evangelio y about 8 hermanas en la Sociedad de Socorro. Es porque ESTAMOS AQUÍ! The ward has A LOT of menos activos... but we are here! By the way, everyone speaks incredibly fast....no entiendo nada. Pero, Presidente promised in 3 months I will be fluent by the end of this transfer!

Oh by the way, we found on the wall of our house la boca de un SHARK. No se porque....porque no? haha. Yesterday we taught Giselle and it went great! El don del lenguas es verdadera!!! Oh and we also had a meeting at the stake center which was supposed to start at 5pm... but, the only people that showed up were the missionaries in Fresnillo…at 6pm, the stake president, the bishops in the stake showed up and there was about 30 people in the meeting...hahaha! The Mexican culture is hilarious.

Also, yes, Mexicans shove as many people possible into a car. Trust me, I have been in plenty cars now with more people than there are seats. I love it.

Okay, I literally have NO time...we made a contact today in una tienda named Elsa and she came up to us asking if we could teach her and her family! MIRACLE! I was in shock afterwards. We are going to try to find her house and teach. I am SO nervous but extremely excited!!!

I know this Gospel is TRUE! Me amo mi Salvador. Yo se que necesitamos El Libro de Mormon para que podamos volver a Dio y tener felicitad. Me amo Español y todos los personas en Aguascalientes. Yo se que vive mi Señor!

I love you Mom and Dad!!! And mom, I don´t know the address to my casa but the package will be at the mission home, keep praying!!!! :) I will receive it I promise. There is a way! I love you all!!!!!

-Hermana Winsor

Final shots from the MTC in Provo: