MOM. I LOVE THE CCM. I don´t want to leave here, I love it so much. My district is maybe my favorite group of people I have ever met. We are so close. I thing between them and the guy I met on the airplane, I have my answer to why I´m here. I don´t know the logistics of how I, random Bolivia girl, got here in Peru even though I really should be in Colombia or Mexico, but holy cow am I grateful, and so stinkin´ blessed. Mom, I´m supposed to be here. I really am. Never would´ve called it, but this is exactly where I need to be and I can´t help but feel this has always been the plan.
Also, I don´t have any clue why I didn´t want to come to South America. I love it here. I love the people, I love the culture, I love the awkwardly crowded buses that force be to stand-up spoon with other girls in my district. I love it, Mom. Little kid Kaitee would be so proud of the adventure I´m having.
And what an adventure it´s been! I´ve been here for 3 weeks and I´ve had a man on an airplane tell me I have God with me, I´ve had to deal with a dog bite, I have the best district in the world, and I just love it here.
And here they have these cookies called Casinos, they´re kind of like an Oreo, but the cookies are vanilla and more shortbread-y and they have COCONUT ONES and they are to die for. Expect to get at least a little pack of them. They´re delish.
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