Hello!
I did something stupid this week.
So it's the end of the day and Elder K and I are at the little shop
near our home getting some breakfast for the morning. He sees a container
full of a bunch of little fish. I think they're called mukene in
Uganda. But in Uganda they're just like an inch or two. These ones were
like 5-6 inches. So he told me that if I eat them all, he'd buy me some
Nutella. I of course accepted. So we get home and I dump them and a
bunch of BBQ sauce and ketchup on my plate, then I popped the first one
in my mouth. It was super tough and took so long to chew. And it tasted
disgusting too. Man. One of those things might have been worth the
Nutella. But then it became more than just the Nutella. I am not a
quitter. And hey, it'll be a fun mission story. So after an hour of
suffering, I finally finished them all! Crunching through bones, looking
at them watching me, picking the scales out of my teeth, almost barfing
several times... So terrible. My stomach felt so gross that next day
and I had to wake up a few times that night to brush my teeth. Never
again.
Now for a good food story! Mama Cecile is one of the
best people on this earth. She's pretty much the funniest and sweetest
lady ever. Elder S (don't know if I've talked about him and Elder
R yet... They're in the Kigali 3 Branch and work around Kagugu. We
stay in the same apartment and we're all pretty dang close) is going
home next week. Just like you, Andrew! So Cecile wanted to feed him
before he left and when she feeds missionaries she goes all out. There
was so much noodles and rice and soup and chips and fruit and soda and
chicken. And she can cook well. Of couse we all had to see who could eat
the most and just about ate to death. We just had to lay on the couches
for a while until we were able to wobble the long way to the taxi stop.
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