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Hey Y'all,
There are several great stories to tell this week. Everything from rescuing animals to war-like behavior in the streets. Everything related to medicine and the mission. We've got it all.
First off...Congratulations Amelia and Curtis! My Brother got married this week and I was there. Literally. Cool, huh?
The cool story...We spent the day in a mine. A real mine. A coal mine. Under the Pacific ocean. haha, this morning we went as a group of 35 or so missionaries to "Chilflón del Diablo", an old mine in Lota that provides tours. We learned all about the life of miners back in the day and life of miners now. We went about 125 meters or so under the surface of the earth to see how life as a miner is and to take pictures in the dark. It was a grand experience. :)
Other awesome story: I saved a puppy. No, I didn't take him home. What happened? A mother decided to just start giving birth to her puppies in the middle of the street, so she dropped one on the way to find shelter under an abandoned Slugbug. What did I do? I took a plastic bag, picked up the literally new-born pup and ran after his mom. We put him there as close as we could reach to the mom in hopes she would pick him up or something. The next day, we came back to old car and were delighted to find not only the puppy we saved, but about 6 others all having breakfeast with their mom. It was a great sight to see. :)
We had a conference this week, the first real conference with the new president. He is really a great guy and we learned a lot from the assistants when they talked to us about our work in talking with everyone.
What was really impressive this week were the student protests in Concepcion and other parts of Chile. We saw bits and pieces of the news here in Chile where students were throwing Russian vodka bombs at police vehicles in the street and randomly throwing big stones at the swat team of Chile. It was brutal.
That's the exciting week this week. Have a great week with everything!

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