Argentina

In my previous posts I didn´t really have much to post about because everyday at the MTC was so similar. But here it just exploded with opportunities and excitement! I haven´t even been here a week yet and I already love the people and the place I live in. The part of Beunos Aires I´m currently in is called Moron. Google map it! The standards are a bit lower than the US so we would probably think of it as kind of ghetto. I live in an aprtment in the urban area and we take a bus almost every day accross the highway to the poorer neighborhoods where people will listen to us and are nicer. My trainer is from Columbia and speaks little to no english. It´s pretty tough trying to understand eachother, almost all the time. But we work it out and we have patience with one another and I´m relishing in the language because of it. He really is amazing with staying obedient and being hard working. As soon as I step foot outside I love it! In the apartment in the morning when we study for a few hours I always have no energy. But then we I see the sun and feel the air I´m ready for anything. Right now it´s spring and absolutely gorgeous! A few times it rained while we were proselyting and got soaked and wet but I didn´t stop smiling or being excited! Standing outside a gate for a house waiting for a reply with the sky falling on us just seems so cliche and horrible that one can´t do anytihng but laugh at the situation. For those of you who would worry (like you Mom) about me getting sick or whatever, I´m fine and its part of the mission. I love it all! I met the members of the church yesterday. They´re all wonderful. I had to teach a short lesson about Jose Smith for Gospel Principles in spanish. It was hard for them to understand me I know but I also know that I was definitely able to invite the Spirit. I had no idea at the time but apparently after my lesson and my companion started to take over the class, he asked someone who was an investigator in the clase the big question. He agreed and just like that we got a date for a baptism! And I had no idea it happeneed until later haha! I usually find things out that happen infront of my face later on. Which is pretty funny. Just like how after church I had no idea there were NINE investigators there. My companion is a capo (stud). Today was the first time I was able to speak in english with someone because we met up with some other Elders in the zone for lunch. Not being able to understand my companion is good for improving my spanish but talking to an english speaker is definitely a good thing at times because theres some things in spanish that can only be explained by someone who can speak both well. Right now I´m sitting in a little store/cafe. Even the keyboard is a little different. I just had to search it to find the slash mark for the previous sentence. I love the mish and everything that comes with it! Heres some few things I can think of that are a lot different than the US:
 - People don´t have right of way, buses and cars don´t stop for you unless they will definately hit you haha
- Basically every house I visit we drink only soda or tang
- I love riding the bus because it´s super crazy, honestly it´s a miracle how few auto accidents there are with how they drive. Like they´ll drive anywhere in the street just to get by
- All the toilets are Badettes!! I´m still not used to it and I don´t really like it haha. Several times I got water all over the wall and on my arm because I wanted to check it out first before I used it. It´s pretty funny.
- I just made the connection that no one calls the language here Ëspanol¨but ¨Castillano¨, which is the dialect here. They say it´s from Spain too. I thought it was just the accent but theres also words that are different, like the word for gift in spanish is Don but here they say Regarlo.
- Theres no jugs for their milk, it comes in bags or boxes if you want to pay for expensive things
- Everyone here eats everything with Mayonaisse
- There are Dogs EVERYWHERE. In all of the houses and in the poor areas all over the streets
- Most houses have gates and bars on the windows. For houses with gates, we need to clap instead of knock on the door the get them to answer
- Part of the culture is the give a light kiss on the cheek when you greet someone (of course we´re not allowed to give or recieve them)
That´s about all I can think of from the top of my head. Obviously theres rarely brand things from the US here, besides shoes. Besides the language and the setting in a city of over ten million people, it´s not too different.
Thank you all so much for reading about my mission! I´m so grateful for all of your support and letting me experience such an amazing thing! I won´t let you down!
¡Que tenga un buen día!
Elder Jones