Jacob Max—Mexico City North Mission

It's been a while hasn't it? A lot has changed since I last wrote. I'm in an area called San Cristobal, it's kinda the heart of Ecatapec. It sure is different than my last area. My companion’s named Elder Gurr. He's from Arizona. I've already got 3 weeks here, but it's the first time I've written a note from here. Tuesday was hot. We went to district council using Mexibus. Mexibus is a bus service, that has its own lanes in the street and stations every few blocks. It's basically like a train, but in the form of a bus I suppose. The doors close super fast and it's often very crowded, and I'm sure one of these days, my comp will get off, and the doors will close leaving me alone to get of at the next station (I suppose at that point I could go wherever I wanted to) like I mentioned that day was just plain old hot. The heat makes everything so much more tedious. The day feels longer and it just seems a little more miserable (if I must be quite ...

Well. I'm saying bye to Jilotepec today. This'll be a quick note. I'm going to San Cristobal, an area super far south in the mission (like the most south, possibly) in good old Ecatepec. My new companion is name Elder Gurr, he's a new missionary just finishing his training. He's from the US. I'm not sure what part (Arizona, perhaps?) Anyway this is a bit of what happened this week: This Tuesday, our Mission President gave us permission go run in the race at the University instead of going to district council (ha!) The mission president wanted us to follow up with the people we had met at the presentation, and meet some more people. The race though was 8 kilometers (5 miles I think). Now, I've never been a runner, and that first bit of the race, with a crippling ache in my side, I asked myself why in the world we just didn't go to district council instead. It ended up being fine, and out of a group of hundreds of runners, at least I didn't finish last...