Sunday in Cumbayá

 The closest church meetinghouse to use is Cumbayá. When we arrived, we were greeted by two companionships of sister missionaries from the Quito Mission (we are technically outside the boundaries of the North Mission). The building is similar to the one in Coca, with high ceilings and lots of windows. The chapel is separated from the classroom building.


We were pleased to meet the new mission leaders in Quito, the Weltons, from Lake Oswego, Oregon. Two of their children are with them and are delightful, excited to school to start. Sister Welton told me that they have been so pleased with everything they have seen, from their accommodations to their missionaries. I would be scared out of my mind after being here only 8 days. But she was bearing her testimony in Spanish and interacting with everyone in the ward.
 


I have no doubt they will be wonderful mission leaders in Quito. We were also lucky to meet a family from Oman who was traveling through Quito before heading to the Galapagos. I'm so impressed by these international children, going to schools all over the world. One of their sons had a mission call to Mexico, so he was practicing Spanish before his MTC training date.


We found out the strike is over. Hurray! Although yesterday we bought a load of groceries, the plan is to leave on Monday and drive 7 hours home.

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