Today we played soccer with some people in the park. They had a dog with them that got out on the soccer field and went close to a pitbull. The pitbull grabbed the dog and started throwing him around. And the owner all "Good, now he knows not to mess with pitbulls." OK, its your dog dying over there. He didn't die, just a bit bloody.
From last week: "They´re bigger in Utah" -Elder Herlin
Elder Dominguez made something from Veracruz. Fried plantains with beans, sour cream and cheese. Yummy.
I made salsa. Wasn't very spicy, though. (for me at least)