"...Hermana, no grite..."
¡Hola Amigos y Familia! Tuesday morning, 2 seconds after turning off my alarm, and that's the first thing I hear from Hermana V. To translate into English: "Sister, don't scream." There was a pretty gnarly looking bug chilling next to me in my sheets. I woke up pretty quick after that. Zone conference was Tuesday and it was awesome! Mostly because I understood the majority of what was being said. "Majority" = 65ish% but that's progress! President Orquera always feeds us really well except this time no one really ate breakfast because we took the lids off of the factura boxes only to find the bread COVERED in dead bees. That was such a bummer. Hermana V. and I were asked super last minute (welcome to the Argentina Salta mission) to play a music number during the conference. Hermana V. plays the violin so I hopped up onto the piano, said a little prayer, and whipped out "Joseph Smith's First Prayer." It went really well and when we s