So, remember a few months ago when we couldn´t get OUT of our apartment? Remember this week when we couldn´t get IN to our apartment? Geez Louise. So we got down to the first floor of our apartment building and life was good until Hermana Heslop looked at me and asked, "You´ve got the keys, right?" "Uh... no they are on the table. The other set is hanging on the wall." We even had such a great day planned! So, my comp tried to jimmy the lock with our bobby pins as I was frantically calling our house owner who didn´t answer the phone. After desperation and a good prayer, we went back to the first floor to an old little lady named Rosa. She´s one of those little old ladies who has nothing else to do but people watch and know everyone´s stories. AND she happened to have the owners house number and so we called her and thank heavens she had a spare. The only problem was that she lives in Concepción and the only bills we had were 20 mil ($40). Bus drivers look at you like you´re nuts if you ask them to break one. So we scrounged out some change and got on the bus. We had called Elder Kauer (one of the senior couples who´s wife is one of my favorite people ever) to see if they had tools, and so they called us back to see how we were doing... we ended up sweet talking our way into a ride back to the house. On our way out to get the keys, we passed a screemo band in an abandoned lot and we KNOW there was drug stuff going on too. We hurried and crossed the street, picked up the keys and tried to find the Kauers, who then proceeded to tell us they thought we were going to go to the screemo concert.Mom, I hope you had a great birthday! I didn´t get pictures, but I think that means something good...
|Roasting marshmallows with a blow torch|
|A mini cambio with the other Hermana Hannah Peterson - she goes home in 2 weeks...crazy!|
|Yes, we actually walked around looking like this!!|