So I've kind of wondered sometimes as I embark upon this journey if this is really a good idea or not. I mean, in some ways, I'm going regardless. But some moments, I wonder if I'm making one of the biggest mistakes of my life. But then, every once in awhile something happens where it makes you wonder, "Is this a sign, or what?" So how about this.
So first, I have my living situation lined up. Staying with a girl named Mari and her sister. She is a lawyer that works for an NGO. I spoke with her on the phone last week and she sounds so sweet and nice. She actually is arranging a taxi ride home for me from the airport. Which is good because I am arriving at 12:20 am in the morning and have no clue how to get around Lima.
Second, my mom comes home last week and says she ran into a woman at the temple who is in my aunts ward. They were talking a bit, and my mom mentions I'm heading to Peru, and the woman is from Lima. Her name is Marlett. Marlett gives mom her phone number and tells Mom I need to call her. So I do Sunday night and we have a very nice conversation. THEN she asks where I'm living and I say, "Miraflores" and she says, "Oh the bishop of Miraflores is a personal friend of ours. He's actually stayed here in our house with us."
So tonight I get an e-mail from him basically saying he's awaiting for me to arrive.
I don't think I'll ever quite get used to these freak of nature things happening to me. I strongly suspect there's some guidance by God/listening to the spirit phenomenon going on or something. Not sure.
Tomorrow is my last day of class. After that I'll be hanging around for a week to get things done and wait for Cousin Kevin's wedding, which is Labor Day weekend. After that, the real adventure begins. Speaking of which, I need to talk to mom about a ride to the airport.
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