DAY THIRTEEN

As the Internet on the 3^rd and 4^th floors of the Clinic continues to be very dodgy, I’m typing this as a Word document, which Evan will copy and paste into the blog, and we’ll go down to the 1^st floor, where it is working.

I sat on a chair in the stairwell between the 1^st and 2^nd floor and watched most of the First Presidency Devotional there. What a treat! It took about 15 minutes to figure out that 1^st floor was working, and Ev got it up and running for me. He’s really been, and is, a great help.

Went to Church today, just stayed for Fast and Testimony Meeting. It was all in Spanish, of course, but it was good to be there and to be obeying the commandment. I got there too late to take the sacrament – actually I could have taken it, as I was in the foyer, and rapped gently on the glass door to the chapel to let the usher know someone was out there and wanted the sacrament. I guess that isn’t done here, because he just held on tighter to the door, so I couldn’t open it. Kind of made me mad. Oh well.

And I was already mad at myself, because I thought there was 1:00 Church at a church close by, and I was wrong, and by that time I had to go a long ways, and pay too much for the taxi, and it was hard to find and we got there late. So it was good to be at Church, but a pretty frustrating experience.

I took a couple of pictures of the Church, one inside, and one outside. Hopefully Ev can get those put on the blog.

The rest of the day has been pretty restful (that’s a euphemism for boring). And I’m still tired. Ev says that’s because I’m healing, and that’s a happy thought J.

Love you all. Good night.

Grant