We Are Peruvians!

Well, not really Peruvians, but we are official residents. We finally went back to the Immigration office for the last time and received our carnets. What a long process.  Unfortunately, we have to go back in July of 2016 to renew for the rest of our mission.  They tell us it is only to stamp the back of the card for a 6 month extension.  We will see.

Our Taxi driver, Elder Marshall (from Hyde Park, UT), Elder Romero,
the Nields and Sandy, outside the Immigration Office.

Our Official Carnets

Since we had our carnets, we decided to go check out Makro, Peru's answer to Costco & Sam's.  You have to show your card to get a membership card, which is free. 

                           They had things you would never find at Costco or Sam's.

Anyone for Pig's feet?

We have really enjoyed our first week of working shifts at the temple.  Bill and I have been on mornings this week with the Hawses.  We will be on the PM shift next week.  It has given us a lot more free time.  We have gone to the mall several times already.  It is close to the temple and only costs $2-3 dollars for a Taxi.  One day we had lunch at Papa John's and another day we ate at KFC.  

Bill took this picture of me because it says, "Sigueme" which means
follow me.  I am always telling the sisters in the temple to "sigueme"
when I don't know how to explain to them what I want them to do.

Bill says this a cuter sign, so I took his picture.

Today we had a birthday party between shifts (that is why some are in whites) for President Coacalla's birthday.  

President and Sister Coacalla

The Temple Presidency
The Coacallas, the Casos' and the Diaz's
outside our apartment door.

The Gomez's

Bill with the Wayne & Jan Haws

The Gomez's and Sandy Nield singing a song for President Coacalla.
Of course that is me at the piano.

The Common area outside our apartments.

Since today is National Dog Day,  the following post is to honor our sweet little Max on his special day.  How Silly!  Right?  Well, just indulge me.

What a sweet face!

See Max, even puppies in Peru have to get their hair cut.

How much is that doggie in the window?  We never did find out.

Pictures from the doggie aisle in Tottus.

A sweet picture of Max's Platte City friend, Malone.  I found it on FB.
Sorry, Nikki, I don't have one of you.  Tell your mommy to post one.

And last but not least, an afternoon walk around the neighborhood and a stop at Bill's favorite place to buy ice cream bars.  

Oldest Church in Trujillo

On Sunday we went to the America Ward in the Palermo Stake with the Hawses.  This was the building where Wayne attended church when he was a missionary here 40 years ago.  This was the first building the church built in Trujillo.  Wayne's branch president back then still lives in the ward.  His name is Juan Alva and he is 94 years old.  Wayne and his companion lived with the Alvas in their home across the street from the church.  Brother Alva is the oldest convert of the church still living in Trujillo.  

The old cinder block church.

The address on the building.

The Hawses and Bill with Juan & Emma Alva.

The green house across the street from the church where
Wayne lived with the Alvas in the 70's.

We ran into the Longtin Family again.  They were visiting this ward because their friend was leaving on a mission.  He spoke in Sacrament meeting along with the two full time Elders serving in this ward.

The Longtins

Elder Wright & Elder Pacheco with Bill.

Monica Longtin & Jan

The Longtin Children

Jose & Valaria, two cute little primary children.

These were the two cars in front of the church.  The yellow former taxi belongs to the Bishop and the Volkswagen is another member's car.  There aren't too many people that own cars down here.

Today we went with the Hawses to show them the Plaza de Armas and the Central Mercado.  Bill also wanted to mail a few things at the post office that is near the Plaza.

After purchasing the stamps at the window, you go to the big Lion
to mail your package or letters.  Buzon means mailbox.

The Hawses at the Plaza de Armas.

A lovely turkey hanging in the Mercado.  Is it too early
for Thanksgiving?

Nuts, Nuts and more Nuts.
We love the Peruvian nuts!


Tomorrow is the first day we start shifts in the temple.  We have been working all day, every day since we arrived, but now that we have four missionary couples, we are starting to work shifts and will have more time off.  Instead of 60 hours a week,
 we will be working 30.  We are excited!

Lunch at Pardo's, a visit with the Salazars and Immigration AGAIN!

On Monday at noon we met all the American Senior Missionary couples at Pardo's Chicken for lunch.  They serve delicious rotisserie chicken and salads that are safe to eat.  It is reasonably priced and is located at the mall near the temple.

We rode in this little Taxi with the Hawes to the Mall.  We really
did get all four of us in this little car.

Ready to order.

Sandy & DeLoyd Nield, Jan & Wayne Haws, President & Sister Marler, Sandy & Bill Hartman,
Patti &  Jim Fackrell, Sister Vaughn & Sister Angell

On Monday evening, Daniel Salazar, one of the temple workers, came to pick us up.  He wanted to take us to his home to meet his family.

  

Sandy with the Salazar family.
Eiko, age 14, Enoc, age 8, Haru, age 5, Obed, 7 months, Daniel and Jenifer.
Jenifer sang in the choir for the temple dedication.  The whole family likes to sing.
They have a keyboard and I played hymns while everyone sang.
They sent us home with some banana bread.  We brought cookies for the children.

Bill & Sandy with "little" Obed.  He likes to eat.
His parents said he is "gordito" (little fat one).

Today (Wednesday) we had to go back to Immigration with the Nields.  We thought this would be the last time and that we would finally receive our carnets.  They had us fill out more paperwork, took our pictures again and more finger prints.  However, after 2 more hours, we were informed we would have to come back next Wednesday to get our passports stamped and pick up the carnets (visas).  What an ordeal this has been!

Elder Romero, Elder Heward, the Nields and Bill filling out papers.

Bill getting ready to have his picture taken.

This week we bought a few more souvenirs and wanted you to see the way we have to buy our milk.  There are no quarts or gallon containers.  Milk comes in small boxes on the shelf or small bags in the cooler.  We like the ones in the bag better but we had to buy milk bottles to pour them into.

The baby llama is new this week.

A pretty hand painted pot and drawing of the Trujillo Temple that we bought at Lamanitas.

Bill with Hermana Aquina who works at Lamanitas.

A pretty little park, a few blocks from the temple and down the street from Lamanitas.