We returned to Quito for a Zone-wide Christmas party and temple trip with the Románs. They are hosting each zone every day for 2 weeks! We are so grateful for their loving support. On Monday we drove back to Quito and checked into the hospidaje. And on Tuesday morning we were able to attend the morning endowment session with all our Oriente missionaries.
The weather was wonderful and we enjoyed chatting with everyone. The younger missionaries had traveled overnight on Sunday-Monday and spent the previous day in Quito. Here is Elder Willard with Elder Watkins (who is 6'6") and his companion, Elder Rodas (who is 5'0"), and hiding is Elder Vance.
I wandered around while they shopped in the distribution center and enjoyed the beautiful grounds.
Then they boarded a shuttle van and we got in our car to travel to the Iñaquito chapel for lunch and training. On the way there, we finally received a text notification that our next mission call was ready to be read! We were so excited after waiting for 6 weeks. We decided to wait until after lunch to read it in front of the zone. Paul loaded the call letter unto the projector so everyone could see it at the same time.
I gave my phone to Elder Nixon who took some pictures for us. We have been called to serve in Bucharest Romania as Welfare and Self-Reliance missionaries. There is only 1 districts in all of Romania so we will have a car and travel around the country. My hope is to travel to Hungary to see some ancestral locations. Although the Kiev Temple is the closest, we have no hope of going there. So it will be Germany or Rome if we want to visit a temple.
After training, we traveled up the hill to the Mission Leaders' home for dinner and games and singing. Each of our names is on a star above the piano.
We ate a delicious dinner and got to sing some Christmas songs. I brought my Surface which has the Readers Digest Merry Christmas book loaded. The US missionaries loved singing The Twelve Days of Christmas.
We played games and shared spiritual messages. Some of our missionaries had fun sweaters. When President Román saw Elder Steck's sweater, he ran and put on a red flannel shirt and took a picture with him.
Hermana Rodriguez looks so cute with her Santa hat. The view from their apartment in Tenis is so nice. Here is the daytime view:
And at night:
What a busy day! I can't imagine doing this every night.
When we were serving in the Guayaquil Temple, we enjoyed associating with the young pre-missionaries who served for two weeks prior to their assignments. I did secretly hope I would find some of these special friends on our return trip to Ecuador. Today that prayer was answered. Carla saw me after church and ran up and asked, "Do you remember me?" Of course! I ran to grab my phone for a quick photo. Since those two weeks in January 2020, she has served a mission, lived through the pandemic, and gotten married. The Ibarra Ward is blessed to have her and her husband. I felt a little like Ammon and Alma the Younger, meeting up on the road out of town.
I've seen some disturbing videos from the United States showing mass shoplifting and lotting. It is depressing to see society disintegrate from afar. Eventually, this leads to a low-trust society. Here is how Ecuador sets up its businesses. Most purchases are done through a hole in a gate. You tell the cashier what you would like and they serve you through the gate. I've purchased sodas through the opening on the right, but if you were to purchase a propane bottle, there is a locked gate on the left that swings open. Homes have walls/fences surrounding all sides. Some with high walls have shards of glass cemented into the top of prevent climbing. Construction workers add door gates and window bars even on second stories. This week we accidentally locked ourselves out and in. We left the keys on the table as we shut the door. But we couldn't get out of the gate around the building. So we were stuck. We had to call the landlord who came home from work to let us out.
We were surprised to see lychee here in Coca, but shouldn't have been, since it is a tropical fruit. Before we saw them for sale, we began to see the peels littering the sidewalks. You can peel them open with your fingernail. Inside is a white fruit the size of a green grape and inside that is a large black seed. We have started to see these trees in bloom along the roads. The pink blossoms aren't what you think. This is the form of the "flower." If ever there were pink pine needles, they would qualify. Some parts of the street are covered in pink. English class in Shushufindi has been growing lately. There's Elder Brown who substitutes for me when we are gone. I have never heard him complain about a single thing. Definitely one of my favorite missionaries. Driving home I saw this scene straight out of a movie. I know this is a tough ride because the roads are quite bumpy. This is how I tore my shoulder in Hong Kong while I was riding a packed bus.
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