We had a pretty solid work week here in Ojinaga. We have decided to start searching out all the old investigators back from 2012 and 2011. For the most part we have been finding new people living in their houses or they now have no interest, but every once in awhile we would find someone who had been waiting for us to come back after all this time. These latter events were some pretty fun moments! This week we did splits within our district so that the district leader could see how the area is going, and if Elder Marx is learning all that he needs to. It was fun and I got to see my old investigators in my old area before. It was fun, even if I had to sacrifice some of my time working in my area. Except the second day of splits E. Brindis broke my bike to the point that I have to buy a whole new rim and gear set. I am not exactly sure what happened to him to develop so much damage, but he pulled it off ha ha ha. So Saturday we had to walk about 2 hours to reach some of our investigators and that was not the funnest of experiences I have had ha ha ha.
This week we got to through a birthday party for Juaquin, the uncle of the baptism from last week. So all of us elders put our money in and bought all the ingredient to make a 3 leches cake, and we made it. It ended up like a cake that 4 missionaries made. The cake and the milk sat on top of cake instead of sinking in, and then we mixed the milk with the frosting and stuck it in the fridge for about half a day, and although it wasn´t the prettiest looking cake, it ended up tasting pretty good, and we had a fun birthday party with a few members of the ward and the president. Next time we decided that we will probably just buy a cake ha ha ha.
Elder Marx and I got quite a few compliments on our hair by a lot of people. Usually how it went down was they would say that I didn´t look half bad with short hair, but that they thought that Elder Marx shouldn´t keep his comb over going because with his widow peak he looks like he is balding ha ha ha. The youth that we got to teach liked to mess with Elder Marx a lot and then in turn he would mess with them by speaking in English or other things. One day we were returning after a long day of work when a security guard called us over, usually when a security guard calls you over they want to see your green card, so I was starting to pull out my green card when he asked us what security agency or military group we were with. We got really confused and told him that we were missionaries, and then he told us that he assumed we were military with our short haircuts. So now we just tell all the members when they asked we cut our hair so short that we are soldiers of God, and then they can´t say anything after that ha ha ha.
That was basically all that happened this week, but next week we have a missionary broadcast Wednesday that is exposed to be pretty cool so I´m looking forward to that this next week!
Talk to you guys next week, hope you have a good one!