Letter #4

Hola mia familia and other peoples,

These week had some big ups, not really any downs, but it wasn´t quite as jam packed as last week.
I´m joyous to hear that my letters are somewhat decent. The keyboards are all in Portuguese so any word I type comes up misspelled. Hopefully you can understand most of what I try to say.

NEWS UPDATE: Last week, in the thrilling prequel episode, we heard the story of a young man stricken with some mystery illness and the heroic attempts of our protagonist, though some would say somewhat foolish, debonair (is that a word) gringo, and his attempt to rescue.

Episode 2, Rebirth of a Dead Man
The Brazilian whom I carried off spent five days in the hospital but is now back in the arms of the CTM. Diagnosis, a raging, flaming, antibiotic resistant lung infection which, when coupled with the Elder´s rather severe asthma, resulted in dizziness, breathing problems, duh, some sort of hallucinations, and the loss of 20 pounds in four days. But he´s back and the cafeteria people are shoveling food into him.

FIRST DAY ON THE STREETS OF THE THIRD LARGEST CITY IN THE WORLD
In case you didn't pick up by the subheading, we banged out a couple of hours on the center square of Sao Paulo on Saturday. Elder W and I had minimal success but got some good stories out of it. We talked to five people, and they turned out, in this order:

1- Spoke English, profesional soccer cheerleader, had to run off to follow the other cheerleaders
2- Only spoke Japanese, not a thrilling conversation for sure
3- Initially thought to be a woman, was in fact not a woman, not a long conversation
4- Nice Indian couple, spoke English, but was against their religion to speak to missionaries about religion or something like that. Not great English, but Indians yuh @LukeMerrit
5- Midget dwarf man probably about 90 years old, but still spry enough to call us American trash and sprint down the street (Just saying, I definitely could have beaten him in a race)

FOOD*
(*May not be considered food by some)
I had ham crackers this week. Not ham with crackers, ham flavored crackers. Tasted about like the equivalent to taking a slice of lunch meat and wiping it on a saltine. Not too bad though.

All the songs are awful to sing, mostly just because the lyrics have to many syllables to sing to the same tune as in English.

Our bus got robbed, or was attempted. We were rolled up to one of three stoplights that people actually stop at and this dude pops off the curb and starts banging on the driver's window with a handgun and telling him to roll down the window. We peeled out. In a bus. YUH

FUNNIEST THING
I do take credit. We have an elder who should be on crutches but refuses to hop on them. So, we took his crutches back and replaced them with polio crutches. And strapped them to his arms. He´s on them for good now.

That´s about it.

Much love, eat your fiber,

Elder Me