As those numbers continue to go down, I continue to wonder if we can get it all done. That causes pressure and concern. This morning talking with Father, I explained to Him that I needed His spirit with me so I can just make it through the day. Worries continue to fill my mind about things that have to be done, purchases that have to be made. Where is the peace and excitement about serving a mission?
Yesterday while purchasing some new ties, I talked to a young man who had recently gone to the DR. He said that we would have to get this small, "burger-like" sandwich. It would remind us of a hamburger. He said that he always purchased four of them and loved them. He said that they made them with special sauce, and we would love them. Since so many had told us that they don't eat beef down there, I asked him if it was beef. He said no, but they were sure good.
Then someone else came in and heard the conversation. He smiled and said that the sandwich he was talking about was horse. It was a horse burger. It made my stomach turn and I am sure I turned yellow. Eating horse does not sound too good to me. I am sure there are many strange foods down there.
We were also talking with someone else yesterday who had been down there and they said to get used to drinking warm drinks. I asked if they had ice down there. She said, "Not really." She said that we could go into a small store, ask for a cold drink. They would bring us a drink and their thoughts about cold would be warm to us, but at least the drink would not be hot.
I am sure there many things that are going to require adjustment when we arrive. I don't know if I will adjust to eating horse or not. Sounds sort of gross to me. And drinking warm water, or warm sodas doesn't sound wonderfully exciting to me either.
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