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A brief word from our sponsors: I hope you are all doing fantastic. If you know anyone else who I'm missing on this email list, please don't hesitate to let me know. This week has flown by, so has everything lately, but not quite like this. The days have been long, difficult, and my brain has been running non-stop, learning Español. If you could track how far my brain has run this week, it probably could have circumnavigated the globe, then done it again, and again, until it reached escape velocity and launched out into space taking a loop in the orbit of Mars before continuing on its journey. There is just so much to learn, pero me encanta (but I love it). The first day was especially wild. I had received my schedule for classes a week ago. So I knew what to expect and I knew when my first class would be, although early at 6:45am. But boy did the last waking hours of the night before set me up for a roller coaster the next morning. After being set apart, I was excited for the next day, but also ready to go to bed so I could get up, when my mom and I noticed a new email informing me that my first class would not begin until 12:45 mx time or 10:45 here. But according to my schedule that first meeting was an introduction and only lasted 15min, leading into my next class. But it also was supposed to be where we met everyone and got more info, including how to get into those other classes. So the next morning I got up, studied, and when the time came at 10:45 here, I went to join our meeting but couldn't. Did I miss something? Are they in the middle of the class I should be in right now? Then at 11, I joined the workshop, which was essentially all the MTC meeting. And, it was great I learned a lot, however; it was also concerning. As soon as we joined, the instructors, who were wonderful, were asking questions like: How's your district? How's your compañero? Great, I was the only one to miss class and not know who my companion was. On top of that people were praying in Spanish, answering questions in Spanish, and I'm just here on zoom thinking, "well... this wasn't the start I was expecting." Then my first actual class was in all Spanish, but by some miracles, gracious hand gestures, and a handful of "otra vez"s I could understand. It worked out. Turns out I was in the right places and times, just not what I expected. They accidently had sent us the Hawaii schedule, our schedule was a bit different than most of the MTC, and our teacher couldn't make our first meeting. Since the somewhat expected chaos of that first morning, everything has gone great.