Hey Y'all! I love the Philippines! The culture, the food, and especially the people! Filipinos are soooo friendly and out going, and are definitely making me feel loved. This week I have been able to try a bunch of new foods, which the members made for us. All of it was very very good! Like Lubi lubi, buchi, spicy carbonata and many more, of which I have forgotten the names haha. Also because we are living in a jungle part of the Philippines, we have a lot of buko (coconuts) everywhere! And everyone makes this delicious drink consisting of coconut water, sweet and condensed milk, and sugar. And everyone loves to watch the American as I try to hack the coconut husks off with a machete. It is a lot of fun!
Everyone in the Philippines makes themselves at home, wherever they are. Everyone knows everyone, and everyone looks out for everyone. It is such a cool thing! Because they are going through the same struggles in life, they realize how important it is to treat others how you would want to be treated. They are so giving even when they have almost nothing to give. Because of this they give there all of their love to absolutely everyone they meet, no matter the circumstances. I have heard a reoccurring phrase in the Philippines, which is "we may be little people, but we have the biggest hearts." And I know that is 100% true.
In the Philippines everyone uses public transportation. Like jeepneys, tricycles, and motorcycles. As Elder Anor and I were coming back from Zone Conference, which was so good and uplifting, we had to take motorcycles from Matacon to Cotnogan. So I hopped on 1 and my companion hopped on the other. While on a mission it is a rule to stay with your companion at all times. It provides extra safety and you can look out for each other. But as we began to drive I realized that my motorcycle driver went to the right, away from the apartment, while my companions went to the left, towards the apartment. It soon came to my knowledge that I was in a bit of a predicament. I was trying to tell the driver to turn around and head towards to Salvation, close to where our apartment is located. He did not understand me. So we just kept going on our way. And I began to freak out a little haha. At this point me and my companion where totally separated and I had no way to tell the driver where to go. Totally Not Allowed. I did not no what to do. Luckily, my Branch President, the leader of our congregation, passed us on the road. Realized I had no companion and came to my rescue! He stopped my motorcycle driver and told him where to go. It was such a blessing! Later my Branch President told me instead of saying SalVaTion I need to say SalBaCion and then I would have made it back haha. Tagalog is hard haha.
Anyways, that's the week for ya.
Elder Morgan




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