Leaving my friends at the training center was really hard. I love being here in Arizona and helping people. We talk to everyone. Monday I did my first street contacting, which is where we go and talk to random people about the church. I meet a guy from Guatemala and even ended up giving him a Book of Mormon and invited him to church. His Spanish was really fast, but he spoke English too. I sent to Phoenix. It's a little Ghetto here, but I love it. Our Spanish branch is really good and we're trying to make it into a ward. I definitely got thrown into the pool. No one speaks a lot of English, here. Lots to do and lots of people to teach. I don't have a ton of time to talk but Monday I will be able to write again.