Helaman 5:12 And now, my sons, remember, remember that it is upon the arock of our Redeemer, who is Christ, the Son of God, that ye must build your bfoundation; that when the devil shall send forth his mighty winds, yea, his shafts in the whirlwind, yea, when all his hail and his mighty cstorm shall beat upon you, it shall have no power over you to drag you down to the gulf of misery and endless wo, because of the rock upon which ye are built, which is a sure foundation, a foundation whereon if men build they cannot fall.

Monday, February 7, 2011

11/30/10

Yes, we´re dealing with transfers today (yesterday was just a disaster). So, President decided to throw a curveball and break up the Hospitalet Zone, create two new zones, and reorganize the districts. And he´s put two companionships in Tarragona now. I´m not with the Pharisee anymore, but he´s still there. They´re letting him train again (hopefully it goes better than last time). And I´m with Elder Allphin again...sort of unexpected. Super super rare to have a companion twice in your mission. But at least we´ll get along.
 
I´m in Barcelona right now, wating for Allphin to get in the office. The newbies are coming in, so they kicked us out until after two. They made the Pharisee the district leader, so I´m sure it´ll just be delightful. Thankfully, that´s only an hour and a half once a week.
 
So, a messy week. Friday, we had to spend the day in Valencia because the Pharisee had to do fingerprints for residency. Left around 9, got back around 8PM. Didn´t get anything done because the line was too long. SO we went back Sunday night, spent the night there, got up at FOUR AM (), sat outside in the cold from 5:30 to 9, got a number, had to go back to the Valencia piso, sat around until 2:30, went back and froze in line from 3 to 6, finally got in, got done. I had to call the office to get them to change our return tickets so that we´d get into Barcelona earlier (the tickets we had put us in at 11:45PM). It was pouring rain, I didn´t have my umbrella, then a car drove by and soaked my slacks... Finally got on the train, got into Barcelona around 10:30, then got to the office and I went to sleep.
 
So, when I was in Valencia, they said they´d mistakenly received a box. It was a Hush Puppies shoe box. From July. Yeah, that missing box finally got to me, along with two letters from July as well. Fraid the Hot Cheetos bag popped some time ago, and while I haven´t opened it, they´re sure to be stale. Everything else is fine, though.
 
I ´ve gotten the box with the presents and the envelope with the Ensigns and everything. Probably some package notices sitting in the mailbox. And since I¨m a bad person I opened the presents already. . Thank you very much for the scriptures. They´re really nice. It hurts to use a marking pencil on them. I haven´t really eaten the candy much yet, but I´ll start breaking into it soon.
 
Hey, I was meaning to ask-what ever happened to that Lake Havasu City trip you won? Did it expire?
 
Tell dad that if he wants a new truck he really just has to ask.
 
I plan to treat myself. Especially since I¨ll be with a companion who won´t demand that I pay for everything and then mooch off of things. Maybe we´ll go out to eat for lunch.
 
Yes, I could use a bottle of baby powder.
 
The foot insoles are holding up, but they won´t last six months, I don´t think. When they start dying, I´ll let you know so you can send some from the US. They just don´t make good things here.
 
I thought about how this was the first black friday I´d missed in a while.
 
Naah, the Pharisee won´t change. He´s been a hypocrite his whole mission. He was brought up that way-super conceited and spoiled. Made his parents send him $180 just so he could buy a new jacket just because he didn´t like the way the old one looked (because it wasn´t ´european´ style.) It seems to be a Utah problem, primarily Salt Lake. Nearly every missionary I´ve met from Salt Lake I haven´t liked.
 
The Koreans had been getting antsy for a while. Little Kimmy likes to throw little fits every now and then.
 
I made some bratwurst for thanksgiving lunch. Then I had em with a nice Pepsi and some ice cream. Nothing too fancy. I´ve been smart with the mission money, so it just keeps building up. Then I can afford a silght splurge every now and then. (like 2.50 for a little thing of Dijon Mustard.) There´s a bottle of genuine Canadian Maple Syrup at one store í´ve been considering, but 5 euros for a little bottle like that is tough to swallow. Plus, there´s no waffles to buy.
 
We walk a pretty good amount. Shoes are holding up fine, though you can see some wear on the bottoms. Just keep them polished and they still look nice, though.
 
Elder Crofts is getting transferred out of Gandia finally. He´s ending up in Grannolers or something like that, so I´ll see him at the Christmas conference the 22nd. We keep writing each other pretty regularly, and I´ve got his home address.
 
Well, that´s all I have for this week.
 
Bradley.

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