If you would like to send a letter:Elder Eric San Diego
Apartado Postal 118-184
Gustavo A. Madero
Mexico, D.F. C.P 07051
If you want to send a package:
You write this exactly, including Elder Jose Luis Escobar Maya (They don't like more than one name coming to the same PO Box when dealing with packages).
Elder Jose Luis Escobar Maya
Apartado Postal 118-184
Gustavo A. Madero
Mexico, D.F. C.P 07051
To make sure Elder San Diego gets the package just make sure his last name is in the return address (or next to the return address).
Elder San Diego's Address
Explanation on Sending Packages and Letters
July 25, 2011
Bye-Bye to Wisdom!
So. Most of you don't know, but I have a pretty cool bishop. How cool you might ask? Well, let me tell you.
A long long time ago in a distant land called Utah, there sat a little boy (let's call his name Steve) in a dentist chair awaiting the news about his little white warriors that rested in his mouth. The big dentist man walked in the room and kindly greeted Steve. "Steve," he said, "I have some great news and some other news for you! Your teeth are in fabulous condition and all you need to do is floss more on a regular basis. But, you seem to have two wisdom teeth that need to be extracted." "Gasp!" gasped Steve, "So are they going to be too much trouble?" "No," replied the big dentist man, "they should not be tough to get out. However, I do not specialize in extractions, but I will refer you to a dental surgeon I know who can help you." After Steve received the information, he thanked the dentist and left. "I don't have enough money to pay the surgeon to do the work!" thought Steve. "What should I do?" Luckily, Steve's bishop was a dentist! Steve talked with his bishop and his bishop was able to do the dental work for free! Yay! Happy ending!
In case you went and ate a bowl of hair, Steve = Me! And my bishop = my bishop! So yeah! My bishop luckily saved the day for me and removed my wisdom teeth for free! I love it when a plan comes together. So I am now wisdom free. Watch out.
Now I know what you must be thinking, 'Did you get chipmunk cheeks, Eric?' Well, I think I got much better. I got Jimmer Fredette cheeks! Pretty legit. Don't expect any pictures though. It is past that phase already. And since I didn't think pictures of drugs would cooperate with the missionary environment of my blog, I thought I'd leave that out too. Yeah, I'm boring. Oh well!
A long long time ago in a distant land called Utah, there sat a little boy (let's call his name Steve) in a dentist chair awaiting the news about his little white warriors that rested in his mouth. The big dentist man walked in the room and kindly greeted Steve. "Steve," he said, "I have some great news and some other news for you! Your teeth are in fabulous condition and all you need to do is floss more on a regular basis. But, you seem to have two wisdom teeth that need to be extracted." "Gasp!" gasped Steve, "So are they going to be too much trouble?" "No," replied the big dentist man, "they should not be tough to get out. However, I do not specialize in extractions, but I will refer you to a dental surgeon I know who can help you." After Steve received the information, he thanked the dentist and left. "I don't have enough money to pay the surgeon to do the work!" thought Steve. "What should I do?" Luckily, Steve's bishop was a dentist! Steve talked with his bishop and his bishop was able to do the dental work for free! Yay! Happy ending!
In case you went and ate a bowl of hair, Steve = Me! And my bishop = my bishop! So yeah! My bishop luckily saved the day for me and removed my wisdom teeth for free! I love it when a plan comes together. So I am now wisdom free. Watch out.
Now I know what you must be thinking, 'Did you get chipmunk cheeks, Eric?' Well, I think I got much better. I got Jimmer Fredette cheeks! Pretty legit. Don't expect any pictures though. It is past that phase already. And since I didn't think pictures of drugs would cooperate with the missionary environment of my blog, I thought I'd leave that out too. Yeah, I'm boring. Oh well!
July 22, 2011
I Hope They Call Me On a Mission!
Guess what? I am going on a mission soon! Hurrah! For your enjoyment and pleasure, I have devised this blog to bring you an accurate and sometimes maybe exaggerated week by week playback of my mission thanks to a reliable (hopefully) big sister of mine who will be posting my weekly letters to the homefront.
I am so excited to take part in the Lord's work and preach His gospel to the good people of Mexico City! What a tremendous opportunity and blessing! I have one and a half weeks left before my mission starts on August 3rd. I am way ready to serve the people of Mexico City and bring to them the joy of the gospel. I can't wait!
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