Well, David has finally been tranferred to the mainland - Mazatlan to be exact. Of course he's not in a very "resorty" kind of area, but it's Mazatlan nonetheless.
David has yet to serve with an American companion, and as of the last week even his mission president isn't an American. But David isn't complaining. He loves his companion and his new president and his Spanish is so good that he even types his emails with an accent.
David let something slip a couple of weeks ago that still has his mom a freaked out. It seems that in many parts of Mexico little vehciles or carts drive around each morning with loudspeakers and give little, short blurps of news as it travels around. Apparently, the evening before this particular announcement was given David and his companion heard, shall we say, some strange noises that were explained when the news was broadcast - here's how David explained it:
"The culture is completely different. There are parties in the streets every night, there aren't as many alcoholic drunks in the streets, just the partyers, and the people are a little meaner. Well, a lot meaner. Haha, but it's fun. There are little carts that drive around in the morning with speakers that yell the announcements of the city. How many were killed, where and how, haha : ) I heard my first murder last night walking back to the house. Then we heard about it, who he was and how many bullets he took in the morning. Pretty interesting. But don't worry, the missionaries are safe cuz no one cares about them, haha : )"
Yep - the kid really knows how to instill confidence that he's really going to be okay.... ;/
