Firstly, everyone who can look it up I need to know if the french fries at McDonalds are actually potatoes or if they are yuca. Because we were all talking before DIstrict meeting about how we hate yuca and Elder Navas claims that the french fries are yuca not potatoes.

Being in trio has been. Good it is super fun, but it is also harder. Teaching doesn't flow as smoothly bacause you don't always know who is going to speak next, but it's all good. We are working both areas now so our area is super huge. We are still trying to get our schedule organized so that we aren't wasting tons of time walking all over the place. This week will be better.

On wednesday night (it's important to note that it was already dark) we contacted this lady. We were teaching her but she said she had to go down the street to watch the store so that her daughter could go run some errands. She said we could go with her and keeping teaching in the store. We went with her and when we got to the store we realized it was a liqour store!!! I thought, are we allowed to be in a liquor store? She told us to sit in the chairs in front of the store and that she was going to bring us juice. She brought a carton of juice and said she was going to get us some paper cups. We laughed until we cried at the fact that we were drinking Sula orange juice at the liquor store. Diaz wanted to take pictures but we told her taking out her camera with all these drunk people around wasn't the best idea. The lady came back with paper cups that had the Salva Vida logo on them!!! Salva Vida is the biggest beer company in Honduras. Hermana Stott started telling me to hide the cups in my bag so no one would see them. We were talking about whether we should just leave when this super drunk guy came up and tried to talk to us. We ran inside left the lady a pamflet and told her we would come back another day. IT was crazy, and scary, and super funny.

A lady taught me to use an old fashioned sewing machine. It is really hard to make the machine go only forward and not back and forth. 

Stake conference was this weekend. It was really good. Noris, one of my investigators who still isn't married, came and she really liked it. Pepe my convert came with his older brother Ezequiel, who is an investigator. 

On saturday the bus wasn't going back to Santa Rita until after the priesthood session so all the women just to sit around and wait. We were in Progreso so Stott, Diaz and I went to Little Ceasars!! Woo Do you know how long it had been since I had eaten little Ceasars? I don't even know!! It was so good. Then we bought two more pizzas and took them to the church for all the other women. I love Little Ceasars and it's super cheep. I am totally going to eat it more when I get home.

Right now I am in Progreso. We crashed the activity of the zone here. We went to a super pretty garden up on the mountain and played games and ate sandwiches. It was fun.

These last couple of weeks I've been thinking a lot about repentance and about it is our purpose here on the earth. We aren't perfect beings but we are trying to be. Repentance is the way to do that. When we have faith in Christ and his Atonement, repent, are batized, receive the gift of the Holy Ghost and endure to the end we can return to live with our Heavenly Father. Sometimes as missionaries we think that baptism changes people's lives, but it doesn't. It the preparation- the repentance that changes people. Baptism (or partaking of the Sacrament after you're baptized) is just the last step to repentance. Everything we do in the church: read the scriptures, go to church are simply just ways to help us live the gospel of Jesus Christ.

Love ya'll. Have a great week. Enjoy the "white death" that I love so much.

Love,

Hermana Odekirk