I feel like an official missionary now, I'm going out and teaching lessons everyday. I still can't understand most of what anyone is saying, but my understanding is improving every day. The people are so nice here! They are always helpful and are so excited to be talking to a bule (like 'gringo'). The people here are so humble and are so happy, given the circumstances they live in. Many people's home's who I've visited only have concrete for a floor and are very small. Many people are very skinny, like the unhealthy kind of skinny. But they are so willing to feed you a lot of food and do anything to make you comfortable.
Every day we go and teach at least three or four lessons. Most of them are to less-active members. There are a lot of less-active members in Indonesia, I'm starting to find out. Most of the country is Muslim. Every few hours, the mosques loud-speaker their prayers, and it really reminds me how much of this country is Muslim. There are a lot of mosques around the city, so you can hear two or three going on at one time, wherever you are. I think hearing it is cool, but for other missionaries it bothers them, but for me, I love listening it and learning about the culture of Indonesia. It's so different than at home.
It rains every day here for at least an hour. I love the rain! But I don't like biking in the rain, it's a little stressful. But yeah, that's my life right now.. rain.
I hope everyone enjoyed their Thanksgiving. We didn't celebrate it here at all, especially since I don't have any American companions. But that's all right. I only have to miss two Thanksgivings, two Christmases, and two Halloweens, and then I'll be home. And it's almost been two months since I left home! Waduh!
Good luck to all the missionaries heading out of the MTC, you'll survive the first weeks, don't worry!
Until next time!