I actually had the opportunity to weigh myself at the church, and I figured out that I have lost a total of....(drum roll please) 47 pounds. I am so happy, especially because I have done absolutely nothing. Just being a missionary in the Philippines. The funny thing is here all of the Filipinos gain weight here in the mission, and all the American missionaries lose weight. Hey, I am totally okay with that. Just getting ready for after my mission :D. I think I could lose even more weight if I worked out each morning, but I am lazy, and I also enjoy my sleep too much. I am sure that you understand. Even though you have 8 hours of sleep each night, it's just not enough.
I know what you are saying with the cocoa. (I mentioned that in Peru it is just hot water with cocoa powder in it.) It's the same way here. The big brand is Milo, and all of the Filipino missionaries drink it for breakfast, but I am disappointed since it's not sweet. To get Steven's hot Chocolate, it's about 249 pesos. So expensive. Even the cheap swiss miss for 2 packets is about 200 pesos.
That's disappointing about the play, but it seems like it's everywhere now. (I mentioned that we went to see Xanadu at the high school and that I found the casting of boys to lay female parts and prance around the st Especially here in the Philippines, where being flaming gay or lesbian is just normal. Guys and girls cross dressing, everything. Satan truly works by degrees, but the good news is that God works little by little too. We have seen some of our investigators who read just one paragraph out of the Book of Mormon, and we see big changes in them. One of our investigators Dominga, who seemed less interested in our message. We challenged her to read out of the Book of Mormon, and the next time we saw her she was changed. She has a little Chunggy(Or one of the little city stores that has bars over it) where she always sells. Before she only taught us by here business, but now she told us she wants to come to church, and we were able to teach her in her house for the first time. There will always be evil , but good can overcome all by degrees.
They don't have Thanksgiving, but they have All Saints day. It's like the day of the dead in Mexico. They celebrate those who have died by leaving food at the graves, lighting candles, and by visiting the cemetery and talking to their ancestors. We had one of our families feed us classic Filipino dishes. They had sticky rice (I really can't taste the difference, rice is rice), Tinalo Manok(so good) manok is chicken soup, but it's different than the classic soup. It has chili leaves in it, so it's kind of spicy. They had fried chicken, pork, panict(my absolute favorite), and more. When I was with Sister Mitchell we had made plans to have a thanksgiving, but now I am thinking it would be really hard. They have turkeys here, but most people just keep them as pets. And, all of the mayonaise is like Miracle whip, sweet. I tried to make egg salad, and yuck! sweet mayo.
It will be fun to see how Christmas will be like. This is President Acquino's last Christmas here in the mission, so it will be two days for our Christmas conference. The first day will be full of fun, farty farty. The reason I say farty farty is because it is almost impossible for the FIlipino's to say the letter p. So it's actually party, but it sounds like farty. Or the funny thing is when they try and spell their names. They will say b as in victory.
Will, love ya so much. One year left until I'll be home again. It's crazy how fast the time flies.