The week before general conference, my friend James Vergara, realizing I was a lone man in the wilderness with Diane in the states, invited me over to his home in between conference sessions on Saturday. I took a bus out to Musa where he lived and was surprised to learn that they had planned to cook sushi for me. Wow was it good. I have never had sushi that good, so fresh, different, and plentiful. I never would have guessed they would have fed me sushi. Their daughter had learned how to make it from her brother who is living in Provo. I loved, loved, loved it and then enjoyed the Saturday afternoon of conference with them. It was nice to not have to be by myself for the weekend, very kind of this dear brother and his family.
Here are some weird things we find in Peru:
Joe and I sang in the stake choir today for the opening of our regional conference video broadcast. We got a few of the other missionaries to join us, one of which has been a member of the Tabernacle Choir. He had a beautiful base voice behind me. It was quite a challenge to read the notes, read the Spanish words and pronounce the words correctly all at the same time. But I learned well and it was pretty fun to have that experience. One song was “Hark, All Ye Nations” and the other “Let Us All Press On,” both of which were perfect to sing as missionaries. The other members of the choir loved the Americans joining them.