Eight Hours on a Plane
Hello Everybody! How are you all doing? This is all very weird, I almost feel like I don't belong here. I feel purposeless, and that I need to get to work. I hope I'll be able to adjust to being a service missionary soon. My last days in Honduras all went by so fast. I worked as hard as I could, but the problem is that there just wasn't very much work to do! On Monday, just about all of our visits fell through because nobody was home. My last work day (Christmas Day) also didn't have as much work as I thought it would because the zone council went a lot longer than normal. We spent so much time waiting for our food from Pollolandia. The food itself was awful. Never eat there. No wonder Ostlers tell us not to! I spent a little bit of Christmas Eve and Christmas Day packing and cleaning. I also did have some fun times playing games with the missionaries there although I didn't win much. The night of Christmas Eve we were trying to teach our friends Martha and Eliana M...