I forgot to talk about the roundabouts in my last post. As we were going back and forth to the hospital we had to use the GPS, of course. Well, it would continually say in 200 meters enter the roundabout then take the second exit...in 1 kilometer enter the roundabout. Right in the middle of a two or three lane highway "In three kilometers enter the roundabout" I don't know if this translates but it was terribly funny at midnight after our fourth trip to Faro (prounounced Far-O) and back.
Today is our P day.
We have spent a couple of hours at the chapel trying to send a copy of Dads receipt for Marine D (about $400 worth) to the Post office along with a copy of his Passport and their letter so we can pay the fee and get our package that has been sitting there since before we came. We only have 30 days to get it or they send it back. Before I left home everyone kept saying no sweat you'll still have internet. You can always order anything you want online. Not! Anything that comes from a merchant of any kind is subject to an extra fee plus you have to go to the post office to get it. So if I really need something I'll have to send it to one of my kids to mail here with a handwritten address label. So that isn't going to happen.
In Relief Society Sunday I sat with the Stake Patriarchs wife. She is so sweet. I told her that I didn't speak Portuguese much and was learning. I then turned around and the Relief Society President asked me to say the prayer. So I said a short, simple prayer and the Stake Patriarchs wife clapped. It is hard to sit through three hours of meetings when you can't understand anything. Oh yeah I get a word here and there but not much. I start later this week with my new tutor Victoria. I can hardly wait.
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