I am very sorry for the lack of email this week. I had to email a ton of people... and there is not enough time for email.

Just know that I had an AWESOME week. Me and my comp are seeing miracles.

Pray for Jose Luis, Yenny, and their kids. :) Pray that his heart will be softened and pray to give her strength.

More details next week.

I LOVE YOU TO THE MOON AND BEYOND.

 My companion is a doll. She makes missionarywork SO fun. She's always laughing, always happy, and I love her a lot already.

Tarija is a half hour plane ride from Santa Cruz in a teeny tiny plane. It was so funny because I had to sit by an elder who was heading to Bermejo and he was like "I haven't talked to a girl in seven months... and in English is even worse!"

It was a pretty funny plane ride.

There are some pretty crazy cultural differerences between the people from different countries, even in Latin America. It's so cool to hear about everyone's different backgrounds. For example, Hermana Nahuel is the branch president's daughter... So she knows a TON about the gospel and the scriptures. I'm learning a lot from her.

Hermana Nahuel has been out for 9 months. The ward is awesome... Small, but so sweet and humble. My pensionista is Hermana Silvia, her husband is Hermano Andres. They have two kids: Noreli, who's 9, and Mati, who's like one.... And is a doll. I love Hermana Silvia... Her food is super good. And her soup is like.. to die for. (In Bolivia, you eat soup (hot soup) before you eat lunch, even if it's one hundred degrees outside. It's not lunch without soup.)

My golden family is meeting some hardcore resistence, particularly in their schedule. Satan is working so hard to make it impossible for us to have lessons. But the mom is trying SO HARD to come. She even tried to come to stake conference. We have a Family Home Evening with them and some members tonight though... So pray, and cross your fingers for us, because they're everything right now.

The weather change has me a little sniffly. The problem is that the weather changes a TON. It's hot, and then it's cold, and then it's sunny, and then it rains and then it's hot again.

Hey, I think that's it from me this week... BUT I LOVE YOU LOVE YOU LOVE YOU and I want you to know that I'm working hard and that I'm doing better.

Guess who got transferred!

I have heard my whole mission about Tarija, which is a city south of
Santa Cruz, and how absolutely beautiful it is. Any missionary who has
been to Tarija, has completely fallen in love with it. The weather is
cooler, the people are humble and loving, and the church is growing
fast. So when the call came at 10:00 last Tuesday night that I was
heading out to Tarija, I was pretty darn excited.

My new ward is called "Aeropuerto." The ward's name is literally
"airport," and with reason, because the Tarija airport is in my area.
So the area is more city-y than other parts of Tarija. But I'm not
complaining. :) Just means real grocery stores instead of buying my
stuff in markets.

Tarija is gorgeous. The weather is cool (I spent six months of summer
in Santa Cruz to come to Tarija just in time for winter), so I am very
grateful for the coats that I brought to Lima, and the insane amount
of cardigans I own. The people are SO nice. They're so humble and
sweet.

My new pensionista's name is Silvia, and she's so darn cute. She's a
young mom with two kids. An eight year old girl and a little boy who's
gotta be about one. I love her already.

The ward here is AWESOME. The people are so loving and supportive
of the missionaries. We're six missionaries in this ward. Two sisters,
four elders. It's crazy, but it's pretty dang fun too. Our ward
mission leader is so driven and focused, and our bishop is just a
really nice guy. He's so humble and funny. He owns a bakery with his
family, (called "Bakery Moroni," which is pretty darn cool) and he's
just a nice little guy who makes bread and is a bishop. He loves the
members, and loves the Savior, and you can see it in pretty much
everything he does.

I already love this ward. On Thursday we have "Missionarywork Night,"
which a lot of members actually come to and help us out. It was funny,
like a crowd of little kids attacked me, and it made me feel right at
home. I just felt all at once that this is where I'm supposed to be.

My companion is Hermana Nahuel from Chile. That makes me 3 for 3 with
latina companions. When I come home, my Spanish had better be better
than Dustin's, or I'm going to be downright mad.

I've been thinking a lot about cute Beth and J, ready to have their
3rd so darn soon. I hope they're doing okay and getting excited. I've
also been thinking about my Syd and Oak, and how they're going to do
with another little sister. Our family is so gosh darn cute, I don't
know how I got blessed with the best family ever, but every time I
talk about you, I just come away more and more proud to be a Hall.

Saying goodbye to Leonise was rough for me... I love her and I love
her whole family. It was also really hard for me to say goodbye to
Hermana Laura and her Family... And the Calle family. I had some rough
times in la Cañada, but I met some unforgettable people.
 There's aparently a miracle, super-prepared
family that we're teaching, but they were in Oruro this week, so I
didn't get to meet them. But I feel like they're going to be very,
very special, from what I've heard. :)

I love you guys so much. I've always loved my family, but I think
going away for a little whie made me realize just how awesome you guys
are and how much I love and need you all. I'm so grateful to be part
of such a close-knit, fun, big, loving family. :) I also want you guys
to know just how much I love my Savior. He has become everything for
me here in the mission. I know that the blessings come. Some come sooner, some come
later, but in one way or another, they come. And the relationship that
I have begun to have with my Savior is something that I will never
EVER forget. I love Him with all of my heart, and I am so grateful to
serve Him. :)

-Hermana Hall

Easter really isn't a big deal here in Bolivia, but the members we live with actually celebrate, Easter Egg Hunt and all! On Easter Sunday we were outside studying and the kids that live there started doing their Easter Egg Hunt... It was so cute watching them find the eggs and watching the grown-ups give clues to where they had been hidden. Sure made me think of my family back home... :) Then they came out back and gave us little baggies of chocolates and treats... even a decorated hard-boiled egg. It's so nice living with cute members that take care of us so well, and they make us feel right at home. My only Easter in Bolivia was definitely a good one.

I'm doing well, and so is the teaching... It was a little slow this week, between conference and doctor's appointments, but good. :) Leonise is about to be officially "rescatada," or "reactivated." (Literal translation is "rescued, which is pretty cool.) The thing that bums me out is that even though I have been here to give her all of the lessons, it won't count until next week, which is after transfers. :/ But, some of us sow, and others reap, right?

I remember when I first got to this area, me and Hermana Mejia used to pass by a lot, and no one ever let us in... But one day Leonise called us out of the blue, we set up an appointment, and came over. Leonise is a 20 year old, single college student, and the only member in her family. She's learning English, and is one of the most go with the flow, happy people I have ever met. Her family, even though they aren't members, always receives us with open arms, and with really REALLY good food (all of them can cook. ALL OF THEM.). In planning what to teach her, we had felt prompted to teach about the holy ghost... And as we sat in the lesson, I felt prompted to ask her if she had ever had an experience in which the Spirit had touched her life. She said "The day I called you. I just felt like I had to call the missionaries and I still had the number in my phone, so I called." She talked about how she had friends outside of the church, but it's not the same as her friendships in the church. We all sat in silence for a second and just felt the spirit, and she continued "I have to listen to you.... I have to listen to the lessons."

I got to watch as she began to talk about marriage in the temple, and just bask herself in Young Single Adults and the friendships she had made there. She loves this gospel, and every time we teach her, she just soaks everything we say in. I really came to love her in my time here, and she taught me more than I ever could have taught her.

I'm still healthy! :) All is fine on the health front, thank goodness.

I haven't used a real washing machine yet, I'm going to later today, but this week I realized that they also have a dryer, which is just unreal... No line-drying for me this week, thank you very much!

Transfers are this week. And I am very, very nervous. They say that leaving your first area can be pretty rough, especially if you've spent a lot of time there.


Conference was AWESOME. I LOVE CONFERENCE. We all watched it in the Stake Center, and on Saturday it wasn't too full, but on Sunday EVERYONE came. It was crazy though, because it was raining.... hard... And the signal was lost and we couldn't watch it and for 15 minutes of the Sunday Morning Session, all of the missionaries (two zones) in the building were freaking out. We had to get it hooked up to internet, ("everyone in the building PLEASE turn off your WiFi") and it finally worked. We missed most of the prophet's talk, but we were still happy. I was also able to watch it in English with the other missionaries from the states, which was pretty cool. It was funny, so many times a speaker was announced and you would just hear murmurs of approval from all of us... and when L. Tom Perry talked about how a Muslim from Iran in this conference of religious leaders quoted virbatem (I hope that's how you spell that word) the Family: A Proclamation to the World, we were all so stoked... It was a pretty cool way to watch conference.

I love you guys SO much and I appreciate your love and prayers so much more than you know.