Rio Branco - Week 10

Our week was okay. Found a couple who seem to have potential, William and Laura (maybe I already talked about them, no idea), and I think one other person who actually showed interest when I did the contact. Nobody wants anything to do with us here. One lady called us a perturbação [disturbance], which was pretty funny. But yeah, seems less friendly here. Even the porteiros [door men] don't like us that much. Which is kinda discouraging, keeps feeling like I'm doing something wrong. And who knows, I probably am. :)

One big development in the culinary department is that I ate powdered milk! I guess that's a thing that they do here. I guess it's the same thing as powdered milk anyways. So I have a challenge for you Yankees. You have to buy a container (I don't even know what it comes in over there) of powdered milk, and then...get a spoon and eat it! Just the powder, plain, with nothing else. It's very strange, because it tastes like super strong, dry milk. Which is kinda exactly what it is, but I had never thought about just eating it. They LOVE it over here. So yeah. Go eat some powdered milk. Just don't breathe it, 'cause you'll probably die. 

I made some more salsa today to go with the Goodmans' Fritos that they sent like 3 months ago. So I hope it turns out. 

I can't remember anything else that happened. Which is pretty much all that I wrote in my journal too, just a lot of "I don't know what else to write"s. Kinda boring week I think. They've been remodeling our chapel...which is probably just giving me false hope that we'll get a real (electronic) piano before I get transferred. Which I know won't happen, but it's nice to dream. 

Also, I'm sad to report that all of my American candy is gone. It was a sad day, but they were awesome while they lasted. So, yeah! Until next week!

Editor's note:  This is a write-up Michael did for the mission's monthly newsletter.