Well I lied, I went out on splits this week. It was really cool. I help teach a lesson to someone who was very "flite" and it was cool. (flite is the Chilean slang word for ghetto) On the way back to the CCM I talked to someone on the metro, we had a decent conversation. E´ tibbits and I even gave her a BOM. SO to sum it up. This week I have been on a bus, on a Metro, and talked to a Chilean in Spanish. So, pretty much a normal day in Chille. Look at me I´m "swave". what else, oh, E´tibbitts and I taught a guy in the park the other day. He did most of the talking but it still was really cool. Let see, oh last week I bought a muffin, in a store. you have no Idea how happy that makes me. I also taught a lesson to a couple of latinos all by my self, one of them spoke a little english but still, the whole thing was in español.
Ok, so splits was interesting, we were in the west mission, and it was kind of flite. we walked everywhere. we passed by this little beer shack and this guy was shaking our hands and it was no big deal and then after we walked a few paces the guy yelled at me to come back and so i did. and I gave him my BOM, not the good one, one of the one that we can pass out. but it was really cool. then we went to these apartment type things and knocked on doors. we knocked on this one door and this little old lady opened the door and started yelling at us, so we moved on the the next door which was right across the way and the little old lady comes out of her house with a knife, a cooking knife, but still a knife. I was sligtly frightened for my life. But hey I am alive. other then that this week was not much, love you all and hope to hear from you