What time is it now that you were able to email me directly. Here it is 10:55 in the morning.
I have finally made it to Iloilo. The airport is actually in the middle of a rice field, weird.
So, I need to backtrack a little. So the last time I emailed you it was from the Manilla MTC. We went tracting with the sister missionaries in Manilla, and it was a lot of fun. The traffic is so weird in Manilla. So everyone basically passes everyone so smoothly, and they get extremely close to each other, but no one gets in accidents here. In Manilla they speak Tagalog, and so it was really hard for me to understand, but when we were OYMing(open your mouth), we found two people that spoke English, and I was like (YES!!) in my head. So we talked to them about the Plan of Salvation, and they were interested to hear more. Mission accomplished.
Basically in the Manilla MTC we rested, taught one lesson, and had quite a few devotionals by the MTC president and wife. I don't know if I have told you this, but at the Provo MTC we were known as the singing district. We were phenomenal together if I do say myself. At the Manilla MTC we sang at the departing devotinal for the last time. I will miss our singing together. The reason that I mentioned this is I have learned that the people here are very friendly, but can't keep a tune to save their life. Everyone here has said that I have a beautiful voice, and when we teach lessons we always start with a hymn. I always give the tune. And mom, you actually know how "beautiful" it actually is.
Our last name is very famous in the Philippines. Bibo means energetic in Tagalog, and is apparently a gameshow on tv. Who knew? Everyone Filipino that I have talked to has asked if I know what it means. They always laugh, and do the little dance that comes with it. At least our name brings a smile to their faces.
So my first area is in Kalibo, which is six hours away from Iloilo city. And suprise, they don't speak Ilonggo here, but Tagalog and Aklanon! So I now have the pleasure of learning two new languages. The Lord must really trust us. My trainer is a Filipino named Sister Baclayon, and she is from Cebu. She is so talented with all the languages. Cebuano, Tagalog, and Ilonggo. Me on the other hand, am having a hard time deciding when someone is using Aklanon, Tagalog, or whatever other language they use here. Everyone speaks so fast, lightning fast, and they are super quiet as a culture.
So after our six hour bus ride, we showed up to our apartment, and met our two roommates, Sister Alberto and Sister Sicluna. They are sweethearts, and they were very willing to help us get to know our area a little. We actually had Mcdonald's our first night here. In the Philippines Mcdonald's delivers like the pizza shops in America. To have something besides rice was glorious!
We are lucky enough to have a shower head in our apartment, so that has been a miracle. The first night we were here I got to experience a bucket shower, and let's just say that what dad said about just bracing it is true.
Even though the water is cold, these showers have been the best I have ever experienced.
So we are actually opening a new area in Estancia, so it's been great talking to everyone. Everyone here has been so friendly, and have taken the time to help us find the houses we needed to go to. One convert that we visited when on splits with Brother Sosimo. He just got baptized on Tuesday, and he was so happy, he couldn't stop smiling. Experiences like that are our purpose as a missionary.
No matter how hard it gets, the Lord is always with us. He wants us to find His children,and helps us every step of the way. I know that as we have taught that the Lord truly loves all of our investigators, and even with my broken Ilonggo that I have been able to feel the spirit in our lessons.
I can't wait to get started, and to help other receive the gospel in their lives,
Mahal Kita(Love y'all in Tagalog)