Hello everybody!
I have so much to write/read and so very little time to do
it. So if my letter doesn't make complete sense I'm sorry. Not sure how to start
so I'll just go through each day.
My first flight from Seattle to Atlanta was quick, I read
letters from the family and read the fourth missionary. Slept for maybe 15
minutes. By the time we landed in Atlanta my other plane was already boarding
on the other side of the airport. So me and Elder Brandon had to run across the
airport and we barely made our second fight. The second flight was good, we got
a ton of food which was good since I didn't have time to eat anything in the
Atlanta airport. There was a total of 28 missionaries on the plane. 6 sisters
and 22 elders. There should have been 23 elders but one elders flight got
canceled to Atlanta. I starred at the plane move across the map for pretty much
the entire flight, but the time went by really quickly. When we landed it was
about 11:30 pm Peru time. Immigration was a breeze and all my bags made
it. Then we walked out of the baggage claim into the main lobby where we got
picked up, all I saw outside was a big mob of people screaming and yelling and
tons of flares going off. At first I thought it was a protest. But then I was
told the national soccer team was leaving (or arriving, not sure which) and
there was a huge celebration. Tons of Peruvian flags and drums and a lot of
drunk people in the street at about 12:30 AM. It was madness, there were so
many people, at least 5 thousand if not more. Then all 30 of us made it to a big
coachline bus and waited for about 30 minutes while they tried to figure out
how to load our bags. They wouldn't allow any of us to help either, so it was one
person loading about 70 bags. Then we took a 45 minute bus ride from the
airport to the CCM. The city looked really bad and beat up, but it looked cool
with the mountains and all the lights. Reminded me of Rio de Janeiro. When we
got to the CCM it was about 2 AM, we were all wiped, and most of the people
only spoke Spanish so there was a lot of confusion. We got a small
"dinner" of a juice box and a bag of chips. We got our room keys and
went to our dorms. There is 6 of us in one small room, we each get a small
cabinet. I am not allow to take photos inside any of the buildings so you wont
be able to see them. With my luck I got a top bunk which sucks. We all went to
bed around 3:30 am. The next morning we woke up at 6:30 unpacked our things
and began our day.
Each day consists of the following:
Breakfast- containing one egg, one slice of cheese, a lot of
white bread, and juice. It is not a lot.
Then we go to class until lunch, then one hour of physical
activity, then more class, then dinner, then more class, then bed. Lunch and
dinner is almost always rice and chicken, with fruit and juice. It fills you up
because there is a lot of rice. But it is always the same and getting little
old.
Each day is super super long we are always super busy, but
you never notice it, the time flies by. It feels as if I have been here for a
month already it is crazy. Feels like a century has past since I've been in the
US.
Another thing, they just kinda expect you to know Spanish.
From day one they only speak in Spanish and never really teach you anything, just expect you to know what they are saying and to speak back. You learn
things such as how to say prays in Spanish, how to testify and small phrases
but I expected a lot more of the basics. Needless to say I am so happy for my 3
years of Spanish. I'm one of the best Spanish speakers in my district. And on
day 3 (Friday) they had us teach an "investigator" a full lesson in
Spanish. It was crazy, especially considering my companion. Then on Saturday we
had Elder Dallin H. Oaks come and speak to us and I was able to shake his hand.
It was super awesome to have an apostle from God speak literally 15 feet from
me. He is 85 years old but speaks like he is 30. He has so much power and
authority in his voice it was so cool and an experience I'll never forget. He
taught about how we each have a mantle, and it is a lot bigger than us, but we
need to try our best to fill that mantle.
Sunday was my favorite day, mostly
because its all in English so you can feel the spirit the best. It was super
fun, a lot of church related lessons but it was really cool. On Monday morning
we had to wake up at 4 AM to go to interpool to get our visas. We took a 15
minute bus ride and had to stand outside of the gate for 3 hours. We got
there super early so that we were early in line. We were one of the first ones,
and in about an hour, there was maybe 50 more people behind us. We had to fill
out a lot of paper work while we waited. Then we went inside and had to wait
even more, and then got our teeth checked by a "dentist." Then we got
fingerprinted and got sent back. Don't have my visa yet but its processing. All
in all it was about 7 hours of standing in line for about a 5 minute process.
Then the rest of the day we were so tired from such little sleep. That's all I have to say for what happened, here is just some more information.
My companion: His name is Elder TuaiaTua (Two-ya-two-a), and
he is from Brisbane Australia. He has a crazy strong accent and is super funny.
But he came without a single word of Spanish. He didn't even know how to say
hello. So not only have I been learning Spanish, I have been teaching and
translating Spanish too. It is a lot of work, but he is really progressing
a lot. The best companion ever.
Everybody else- everybody here is super friendly and nice,
we all get a long really well and its so much fun. There is in totally 136
people in the CCM and it can fit 160. apparently its the 4th largest MTC, but soon to be 6th. Even the Latinos are super nice, we teach them English and
they help us with our Spanish.
Weather- the weather is very similar to that of Seattle's in
the fall. It is overcast everyday, no sun, and is about 60-65 F. I love it. But
there is no rain which is nice.
Food- like I said before rice and chicken, and its always
cool, never warm.
Inca cola- so there is no free Inca cola here, the only way
to get it is through the vending machine for 2.20 soles each. But the vending
machine only takes coins and I only have bills, but every pday you can change
bills for coins so I did that today. Inca cola is delicious, but very very bad
for you.
We went to the temple today, It was amazing, but very small.
The endowment room is the same size as my room in Seattle, and only fits 26
people. But we did an English session which was really nice.
There is somebody here from Logandale, NV, she came 3 weeks
before us, she said she knows the Chandlers, her name is Hermana Evans.
It is very clean here. Rooms are clean, showers are clean,
bathrooms are clean, its very nice.
Elder Harrell who is in my room with me is from Colorado and
is a big gym buff. So every day he does a workout during physical activity and
I'm starting to do it with him. Other people are joining too so we are calling
it "Elder Harrell's workout class." My core is very sore today, and my
upper body was super sore yesterday.
I think that's all I have for now. I am writing my main letter
first so I don't run out of time. I'm sorry if I don't return everybody's emails
this week, I had a lot to write. Next week should be a lot shorter since I wont
be doing as much.
Having the best day ever,
Elder Luke Gruber
Leaving the airport
The eight going to Piura
My companion
CCM grounds