Cambodia has pretty much smacked me in the face. I absolutely CANNOT put into words what I have seen, tasted or felt. Mere words can't do it justice.
Where do I start?
Well, I placed a Cambodian Book of Mormon on the airplane. I thought it was a cool experience. It took a while to say what I wanted to say but I think I ended up getting my point across. When I got to Cambodia I realized it wasn't a huge deal because ANYONE is willing to take a Book of Mormon from you. People weren't kidding when they said that Cambodians are the nicest people.
The moment we left the Phnom Pehn Airport, it was like stepping into a hot humid oven. Not unbearable though. Kind of like a steam room. I sweat until I’m drenched. Literally. We were all cocky and excited on the bus after the plane ride, meeting the mission president and just taking in the sights just past the airport. The APs were driving and we were chatting with them for a while... and then we got on the real road. Oh, my goodness. There are no traffic laws. I thought we weren't going to make it to the mission home on the crazy roads. I saw things out my window that completely blew my mind! Needless to say, all the new missionaries were pale after a few miles. Nobody really said anything after that. I was thinking, “What in the heck did I get myself in to?” One of the APs turned around laughing and said " you ain’t seen nothing yet"
Gulp, he was so right. The Cambodian video game does it little justice.
Our time at the mission home was fun. The Smedleys are awesome. One by one, we got our assignments. I'm assigned to Siem Riep. Apparently, it’s the place all the missionaries want to go. It’s very beautiful and located near the ancient temples. We are 8 hours away from the mission home and 4 hours away from the next closest missionaries. There are only 4 of us out here. My companion and I are the only ones over Angkor Wat. We ride right by the temples on our way to appointments. It costs 20 dollars to go there, but since we're missionaries we get to go for free. Sometimes monkeys come up and run along by our bikes.
Everything is extremely weird. But, it’s like the best dream I’ve ever had.
I realize now how much I lucked out on my mission call. But, especially in the area I’ve been sent. It’s the most beautiful place in the whole mission, I've heard. I can't imagine there's anywhere in the world more beautiful than this.
It’s neat to think we are the only 2 missionaries representing the restored Gospel of Jesus Christ in a major Buddhist hot spot. In a way, everyday feels like I'm waking up to go off to some kind of war.
Luckily my trainer is a pretty good cook. He's keeping me well fed. Is it sanitary? No. But it tastes good. In fact, it’s ridiculous how unsanitary it is. I just start laughing and eat who knows what. With flies and weird bugs everywhere. I think my body will adjust.
We teach out in the middle of the jungle. One day, we were on a somewhat paved road (if you could call it that) and then all the sudden, my companion takes a hard left into a weird path. And we ride on it for 15 minutes. Then, all of the sudden we are in the middle of a beautiful rainforest.
There are always big rice fields with lots of cows. Everywhere. Not like American cows. But scary, skinny, Asian cows with horns. When my companion and I ride by, he always smacks them. Its very funny, they make odd noises.
Looking around, you will typically see the weird cows, groups of random dogs, chickens and naked babies running around. There’s huge beetles and super sized spiders everywhere. The houses remind me of the ones at the polynesian culture center, on stilts. The water of the rice fields are the most beautiful colors. It’s amazing. We ride through groves of palm trees and over rickety bridges. Its’ a cool adventure anywhere I go.
When we teach, we sit “criss-cross apple sauce” on the floor of a Cambodian hut. I know I feel the spirit very strong whenever we teach.
The culture has both good and bad. Cambodians are very respectful. This is good, especially when teaching the gospel. But somehow, women still get treated horribly. There is a sweet older lady that has horrible bruises every time we meet with her. Yesterday, we went to teach someone nearby and she had a huge black eye. I got the chills and really wanted to whoop on whoever would hurt her. What a punk.
I don't have a lot of time, but there’s one story I'd like to share for sure. We were teaching this older lady in this little hut (no bigger than my room at home) with 6 other people in the middle of the jungle. She's progressing very well as an investigator. I really love her. Well, a crazy storm comes out of nowhere and rain starts pounding the house. The sun had gone down so it was pitch black. She lit a couple of little candles so we could see each other, so we kept teaching. Then, the roof started leaking. Then the area started flooding because it was raining so hard. Because it was on stilts, it didn’t rush trough the hut. Then, the father comes walking in with a prosthetic leg, having walked through a foot and a half of water. The mosquitoes, ants and numberless, nameless other insects were crawling all around. There were all sorts of weird noises outside. A couple of men were smoking in the back so it got smelly and musty. I just sat there in disbelief.
It was hard to believe everything that was happening, was really happening. Here I am, just a spoiled kid from the US in this humble hut of chaos. It was one of many eye opening experiences for me. But, the experience of teaching the gospel to them, was truly awesome. We could barely hear each other because of the rain. But the spirit was speaking loud and clear. Then, as we kneeled to pray, I thought, I may be very different than these people in many ways, but, we pray to the same Heavenly Father. Who, loves us both exactly the same. It was a powerful experience for me.
At night, we ride miles and miles back to our house. Its totally pitch black, except for the swarms of fire flies everywhere. My companion and I have some nice conversations on those rides.
I've got to go. But this place is beautiful. I feel like I'm in an Indiana Jones movie everyday. When I watch the sunsets over the rice fields, I seriously feel like I'm in heaven. But don’t misunderstand me, it’s hard. Ridiculously hard for me in every way! But, I wouldn't trade it for any other place. The tender mercies of the Lord feel like they are all around me.
Elder Nelson (luke)
Questions from us, and Answers from Luke:
How did you get to Siem Reap? By car? Or bamboo railway?
Bus ride. 8 hours through the craziest country ever. Us four are 4 hours away from any other missionary or Senior couple. Its a cool feeling to be trusted like this out here
Anything you wish you had?
A clean bed.
Is it raining?
The mornings are nice. But when it rains, it reeeeaaaallllly rains. like unbelievable and when we're teaching, it easily floods in the jungle. We've had to wade through a rice field to get to an appointment already.
Did you buy a bike?
They gave me a bike. It’s a piece of junk. But considering what it goes through, it's okay.
Are you jet lagged?
Nope. I had a very smart plan on the plane and timed it perfectly. The first day was hard but after that i was good.
What will you do on p day?
We went to the market today. Which is like a food, haunted house. The meat area is scary. I think I saw a skinned dog. But not sure. We email, and then the mission President lets us watch Disney movies. We will probably just write letters and what not.
What do you eat? Is it like rice soup?
It seems like I’ve eaten just about everything already. A lot of rice, lots of oatmeal in the morning which is nice. It reminds me of home a little bit. We are told that we can't eat at member’s homes. But when they're sooo poor and offer us food, we kind of have to accept. One day we were given some kind of beans in coconut milk. It was like what mom got at the Thai restaurant. Actually, pretty good.
Do you have lots of investigators to teach?
Yes!, we have plenty of people to teach. In fact, we have a baptism this Sunday! We are also teaching a man with 6 fingers on his right hand.
Do people stare at you?
Yeah. At first it was weird but now I'm used to it. They REALLY stare when you start trying to speak Khmer. It blows their mind to see a big white guy speaking Khmer.
Are there lots of roaming dogs?
Yes, beyond belief! It was tough for me at first, but I’m learning how to defend myself.
Do you get really sweaty?
Sweaty is an understatement. I sweat so much, my shirt is see through by the end of the day.
Where exactly are you so we can look it up?
Siem Riep. Its up north in the country. I don't know the address. just off a dusty road to the side of the market, I guess?
Is there a branch or ward?
Sister Smedley said you spoke on Sunday? What happened?
The members are nice. I guess my accent is horrible. He told me I was speaking on the spot. It was real scary but I think I did a pretty good job. Though, when I said one word, the whole branch just about died laughing. I felt like I was in the movie, "The Other Side of Heaven"
Do your companions keep the rules?
To the minute detail. Very good examples.
Will you lose weight?
Without a doubt.
Are Cambodians as nice as everyone said they'd be?
Yes. I guess some people in the "city" are snobby. But in the jungle they're very nice.
Did the teachers prepare you enough? Were you shocked by anything?
1. No 2. Everything
Can you email some pics? Maybe from your companion’s camera or something?
I can't right now. Maybe later. But, I should eventually have a picture on Smedley’s blog of me walking to an appt. You'll be shocked where I proselyte. Literally, in the middle of the rainforest jungle!
Do you take two showers a day?
Morning and night. Now its just night. You sweat so much its pointless to shower in the day. When it rains. I'm completely soaked in about 1 minute. We don't wear rain coats. We just accept being wet. The rain storms are like hurricanes. Absolutely nuts. And everyone runs and hides. But us missionaries just bike through the mud to our next appointment like its nothing. I think it gives us a lot of respect with the investigators.
Do you wear mosquito repellent?
Yes. but not enough I guess? I have soooo many bug bites its insane. I don't think they're mosquitos though. They're weird little ants and other bugs that I've never seen before. I don't know how well mosquito repellent works on the other critters.
Do you sleep under a mosquito net?
I wish. Actually our room is a nice, safe haven from the rest of the house.
Do you wear your fancy new helmet?
Yeah. Its awesome. It probably cost 5 times more than the bike.
Have you seen the orphanage Rick is working with?
Not sure. I seems like orphanges are everywhere. Tell Rick he should come before September 8. I'm currently in the spot that every missionary dreams of going to. There's only 2 out of 70 missionaries from Cambodian here. I'll probably be transfered then but Idk. I might even be transferred after 6 weeks but I highly doubt that./
Can you Proselyte?
Yep. We just ride by and say Loog puu! Ewy! and they invite us in. Its just like any other mission as far as that goes.
Do you have appointments already?
We teach 10 lessons with members present everyday.
How many people in your branch?
About 160 or so, come to church.
Does the mission president ever come out to check on you?
Usually he doesn’t, but his sister’s were up to visit and see the ancient temples. They actually came and taught with us for 3 lessons. Pretty intimidating. I would think, most missionaries never teach with the president. Maybe, the last time I'll see anyone from the mission home in about 3 months.
Is there a Dr in the area?
Yep, best hospital in the country.
Is food cheap?
Ridiculously cheap. We got a pineapple, 3 tomatoes and 4 huge carrots from the market for under a dollar. They're not exactly clean. But, we put it in a Clorox solution which cleans it pretty well I hope.
Do some Khmer speak English also?
The children can say "hello" and "its nice" but that’s about all I’ve heard.
Seen any elephants?
Not yet. But I will! My trainer says that they're in our area. I can't wait for you all to come and pick me up! You won't believe it.
I can see myself really missing this place when I leave.
I could probably write this much about everyday since I've been here. I just can't keep up. I'm starting to become numb to how weird everything is.
Tell all the family that I love them, and don't take America for granted. There are millions of people that live in horrible situations. We really have no excuse for anything.
Please, please, please don't forget to email me. I can see myself really looking forward to the letters.