[Editor's note: Steven (through a little help) realized that his blog emails weren't super entertaining. He assures me that the future ones will be, so we have lots to look forward to!]
Hello family!!
Another exciting week in the Buenos Aires West Mission. We had a nice week in the area. We went on divisions with some Elders in our zone and it was great! I loved their area and I was with an elder from Alberta Canada!
I tell you, my respect rate for Canada keeps going up! I remember when we used to joke around about Canada, but I love our friends up there now! I told Elder Archibald(the Canadian elder) that my Mom was Canadian too, then I think he said something in French and we talked a bit about the movie Canadian bacon, but not too much.
Today we had our temple trip! It was great. Of the zone of 18, only 12 actually were there together. One companionship was sick and the other one didn't show up with us and the sisters had already went. We took pictures and really enjoyed the whole experience.
The story comes on the way back home.
After taking an hour bus ride to be able to take the train, me and my carsickness were not doing so hot. We got to the train station and I was feeling pretty sick, but we decided to take the train anyways.
I don't know if you can imagine how the train system works down here. They are sooo ridiculously packed that you are literally like sardines. In order to get in the train, everybody on the outside pushes as hard as they can on the people on the train to manage to squeeze their way in and when the train starts going the people try to run with it and squeeze their two feet on the ledge of the door. It's kind of like a mosh-pit.
Well, the first train comes completely packed and I didn't feel like fighting so my comp and I spotted a train car that wasn't as full so we ran down to hop in... We got in and of course it was the smokers car and thats why there wasn't as many. At the next station we hopped out and switched cars.
As I tried to push my own way in my comp stood right behind me. I finally squeezed my way in and my comp was still on the platform. He was like, "elder I'm not getting on!" As the train started forward he pushed on my back and squeezed in right as the door shut, but his backpack got caught between the door. After a frantic struggle and pulling war we wrestled him and his back pack free. A hectic travel, but I didn't throw up!!
Well that was my story.
Zone conference rocked and I said my goodbyes to president. President Benton is here in just one week!!
Love to everyone!
Love,
Elder Kelly
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